hiii (DICK RIDER

chorus: hiii isnt famous hiii an ignoramus

hiii likes amir dick shoved up his anus

slicka slicka dick rider

hiii isnt dope hiii a fucking joke hiii lets knb always get a poke

slicka slicka dick rider

intro: excuse me can i have attention of rap pad for just one second

verse: hiii bitch you ready for what i spit wanna ban me over some lies quick

well im back to finish what i fucking started now all yall pussies have become my target

its bigg b and it starts with a B gota make that clear for his iliteracy

spelling hi with three i's need to watch sesame street

ima feast on these beats while you starve on sesame seeds

this lil nig think he spit and he sick as hell

naw nigga you spit cus you sick as hell jerry kids sickle cell

you aint no fucking rapper not at all an artist

the only thing you wrap is your lips around my hardened

dick gargle harvest spit my nut garbage now you can say that you spit the hardest

my lp be banging in them tape decks your ep on the floor like used latex

your girl sent a late text said she took a late test your soon to be born daughter yes ima lay next

it was consensual not considered rape you yelling out she underage

but hiii i was underlegs grass on field its time to play

i dont regret it.. not one bit at all she wanted my dick like a junkie wants straws

oh you got beef on your plate? better stuff yo face

before you get shot like pool or cut like cake i cant stand this fake

how many lies from you can a nigga really take? one more mistake to determine your fate

watch ak deflate yalls face like balls in colts game ima prove you bitch made

as i stomp your rib cage watch your heart palpitate while i record and masterbate

stroking so fast looks like the harlem shake

i tried to sit back tried to forget how on my other rap you tried to sneak diss

now ima hit back fuck tryna forgive ima make you pay for opening lips

hiii a fake ass brotha lynch biting lyrics from rest in piss

in his sammy/ice gang diss you little bitch

you think nobody would notice that your flow is stolen reciting bars claiming that you wrote it

you aint no muthafucking poet not close shakespeare

you just mentally challenged african who likes to shakes spears

hakuna matata ill let that drum beat like afica bombata all over this bumbaclot

blood clots on bummy prada

hiii rap pad battles but he a bitch in real life only throws punches when he writes

even then there real light

his last battle was cute how he tried angles but still came up short like acute triangles

i wanted to battle thought they would hand me cap(n)

i didnt know literally they gave me a handicap

thought hiii was throwing gang signs but he trying to put hand to cap

now it makes sense when he raps about clikety clacks bam bam bam

its not a damn gun but his wheelchair ramp and the sound he makes that sounds so viscious

just his ostomy bag releasing his pisses i aint buying shit so keep on peddling

aint it chopped and screwed? naw hiii has speech impediment

i bet ima get banned for this track new account new raps fuck it ill be back