Costco hot dog (Explicit)

I eat, sleep, cook, fuck in a twin bed

Get choked by this bass, see my face running red

Like red light, green light, make it to the bend

Make me stop, start, stop, start over again

I don't need no room for the hoes

My girl ain't a farmer, if she is, I didn't know

By the time I get to you, I might be shovelling the snow

'Cause it's winter, fuck you think?

I'm talking 'bout blow?

Goofy ass synth got me sounding like Daft Punk

I ain't been around the world, too comfy in my damn lot

Why you making such a big deal?

You think you're Big Lots

Costco pussy taking $1.50 hot dogs

One of these days I'ma make it to the Midwest

I love my shawty, multi-purpose like a Shop-Vac

I'm not 18, but you're dying for a contract

Forge my mama's name

That's a five minute life hack

Hahah you care what I say now?

You care about what I say now?

You care about what I say now?

You care about what I say now?

Ah, ah

Remember my name, don't forget

Ah, this the boy you raised

Yeah, remember that, internet?

Ah, I know what I am

And I wish more than anything to take it back

Ah, but I'll write in my mattress instead

I eat, sleep, cook, fuck in a twin bed

Get choked by this bass, see my face running red

Like red light, green light, make it to the bend

Make me stop, start, stop, start over again

I don't need no room for the hoes

My girl ain't a farmer, if she is, I didn't know

By the time I get to you, I might be shovelling the snow

You know what?

This time, I'm actually talking bout coke

You care what I say now?

Ah, ah, you care what I say now?

Ah, ah, I care what you motherfuckers say now

Ah, ah, ah, better be careful what you say now

Spending my infamy

Catching a whiff of me

You'll wanna follow my scent

Cooking new recipes

Lost all my energy

Bitching bout following trends

You got the best of me

Now here's the rest of me

I'm fucking losing my head

I've been wanting to die

But I got out alive

How the hell does that make any sense?

Shit, I don't make cents

I make bands

Or at least I was in one

A couple years back

We vowed that we'd never stop rolling

It's been a few years, they forgot who I am

And I'm happy to see 'em all doing so well

On their own, I just wish that I got that chance

Shit it might've gotten too real there

I eat, sleep, cook, fuck in a twin bed

Get choked by this bass, see my face running red

Like red light, green light, make it to the bend

Make me stop, start, stop, start over again

I don't need no room for the hoes

My girl ain't a farmer, if she is, I didn't know

By the time I get to you, I might be shovelling the snow

You know what? This time, I'm actually talking bout coke

You care what I say now?

Ah, ah, you care what I say now?

Ah, ah, I care what you motherfuckers say now

Better be careful what you say now

DEMONDICE wishes she were me