Hive remix

Verse 1: Bruno Mars still gayer than his juke box.

I'll throw him into a giant oven and hide the locks.

 

Then watch him spin round and round til he sweats his socks

off, then I'll crank the nozzle til his fuking head pops.

 

Mother's always just offering peace offerings.

smoke weed then cough again. get higher then junkies in the pen.

 

feeling looser than kid cudi on maui wowie.

This is deal or no deal, like mandel howie.

 

I'm the creator of cooking people til they're thick and crispy like baked potatoes.

I'm doing them a favor.

 

If you think this rap is weird, it's not made for you.

It's made for the people who wants to ditch school, but

 

Don't blame me when you get bad luck.

I feel good, like lil wayne getting his dick sucked.

 

I got over the fact that my dad left,

but that's his fault. I hope he knew how I felt, though.

 

hook:

 

Verse 2: Cold blooded J shooter, that's the name.

It takes so much work putting that through someone's brain, but

 

It don't matter. I'm doing me.

Wake up then I go to sleep. That's life. Just stick to the code.

 

I wake up every morning thinking to myself, I'm going to get some money.

Trick Winnie the pooh, if you want his honey.

 

Don't fuk up today. That's not the code.

And keep out of the way of the hoes.

 

Daddy left before I was even born.

I could've sworn he didn't want to see my face, but

 

That don't matter if you really think about it.

He could've died of a cardiac arrest. I only dream about it.

 

I hang around the niggas that will always bust the trigga.

It gets bigger though. They only bout the dough.

 

Niggas getting shot just for bounty, not the toilet roll.

It could wipe niggas clean like a fuking dust bowl.

 

My brother's wreckles driving drives me insane.

I hate the sound of fireworks and smelling propane.

 

Trying to get a buck everyday of my life.

Then maybe I can probably take Jay Z's wife so.

 

hook:

 

Verse 1: If I can do this shit, then nigga you can do it too.

There's nothing wrong with sneaking up behind a nigga like boo.

 

Eating burgers like nematodes ate spongebob's house.

I'm a eat, burp, and leave.

 

Don't mess with the hood niggas, nor their hood niggas.

Or they'll bust the trigga on a nigga.

 

They smoke black and wear black hats, with red shirts,

and their bloods trying make it work.

 

Jay Rock cooks rocks on a fuking stove top.

Niggas bout to get rocked in they mouth.

 

they chase you a like mouse in the city of the Bronx.

They'll turn you and flip you like your food and their tongs.

 

rock solid like a stalagmite over Betty White,

bout to impale her like Olaf in Frozen.

 

Don't hate me cause I'm true and I'm blue all the time.

Just roll up and choke, then you'll be just fine.

 

Getting higher than a fuking blue jay.

Now I can fly like MJ.

 

extention chords bout to break like the New York City Bridge.

I'm a be so rocky than the fuking blue ridge.

 

If a nigga come up on a nigga with the nine,

just pray to the lord, and you'll be just fine, son.

 

Shorty rocking to the beat.

And you know I got the heat.

 

I won't tell your secrets like I'm Alicia Keys.

You know I got that soul like I'm Bessie Smith.

 

Bruno Mars gay ass trying to play with my dick. Listen.

 

Bitches giving me dome like a glass sphere.

Get out my way fore I shoot you like a deer.

 

Two double cups like I'm fuking Juicy J.

I'm telling you the truth when I say Bruno Mars is gay.

 

I'm about to break it up like Pangea.

Then I'm gonna fuking set it off. Call me Queen Latifah.

 

Real nigga shit. Hood nigga section.

cold blooded J Shooter. Just don't forget it.