Better than you
• Written by FLUKE
Its Fluke Oner, the freshest, the sickest , the newest and the rudest
My fate be to set you fucking straight
Maybe if i repeatedly kick you in the head
you would either understand or just drop fucking dead.
Hold up, wait, these nikes don't got no date
I dont got forever so dont make me wait
We both teenagers with the same mind state
You ain't even authentic, and we don’t even relate
You grow the green, i smoke the green.
pass us back the bong cos I love the big hits of dopamine
You push bags, i punch cones
you cant even sink a billy wihtout having to choke
Im sick of your moans and groans
mate youre so broke youre always taking out them loans
Look dog, don't be asking for a dime, see
My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for me all for free
Im me and thats better than you could ever be.
You gotta head that looks similar to the arse of a bumblebee
Youve been misinformed, youre face is real deformed
i bet you aint got a friend, your face scares them in the end
they give up and lose you up around the bend
Whatchya back mate because youll be put 6 feet underground
so far down that nobody will hear your munted sound
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FLUKE
Member since March 12 2014