Favorite Song

Chance acid rapper soccer hacky sacker

Cocky khaki jacket jacker

Slap-happy faggot slapper

Iraqi rocket rocket launcher

Shake that Laffy Taffy jolly raunchy rapper

Dang dang dang skeet skeet skeet

She do that thing for three retweets

The album feel like '92

Then take that bomb for Heat three-peat

Chance ho I said cruising on that LSD

Ask yourself about my deal

You'll go batshit

"hell yeah let's eat "

This shit my favorite song

You just don't know the words

But I still fuck with you

You just ain't never heard

It go like: count that stack

Pop that cap then down that Jack

All my niggas hit that zan

And all my ladies 'bout that bag

This my jam this my jam

This my jam this my jam

I'm 'bout that jam I'm 'bout that jam

I'm 'bout that jam I'm 'bout that jam

This my jam this my jam this my jam this my jam

I'm 'bout that jam I'm 'bout that jam

I'm 'bout that jam I'm bout that jam

Young Rascal Flatts

Young ass kid ass could rap

Fuck all the faculty tobacco-packing acrobat

Back-to-back packin' bags back

And forth with fifths of Jack

Enforce the weed I'm back to pack on hands

With young Cletus to pat my back

Real nigga with a nose ring that's right

Just here to rap them songs

Rag on my hair wrap

Weed in Vegas rockin' Vagabonds

Sang a song oh you don't know What

Well I still bang with you

Hang with you sip drank with you

As long as I can sang with you like:

This shit my favorite song

You just don't know the words

But I still fuck with you

You just ain't never heard

It go like: count that stack

Pop that cap then down that Jack

All my niggas hit that zan

And all my ladies 'bout that bag

This my jam this my jam this my jam this my jam

I'm 'bout that jam I'm 'bout that jam

I'm 'bout that jam I'm 'bout that jam

This my jam this my jam this my jam this my jam

I'm 'bout that jam I'm 'bout that jam

I'm 'bout that jam I'm bout that jam

Yeah

Niggas please be focused

That 'Bino you know this

He rep the home of Sosas

You know I'm from that Zone 6

You know I rep that Stone shit

You know your 'hood is so clit

As God as my witness

This Will Smith spit real shit

I'm a be that

CG busy gettin' where the weed at

Bought your girl some new kneepads

You're fuckin' with the Fifi bag

My stars egad she said:

"this my favorite song"

"Hold my purse"

Now she on the floor droppin' like it's hot

You blast this shit in Abercrombie

When your work is finished

Your mom won't play it in the car

Cause it's got cursing in it

Your boy like: "I'm the one who showed you

"he want his percentage

Cause you were like:

"this ain't the nigga you said spittin' is it "

Two-step

White dude's Harlem Shake

Why you laughing Cause you Harlem Shake

I was never fake I was just too good to be true

That's acid rap we killed the track

You had your chance and 'Bino too

This shit my favorite song

You just don't know the words

But I still fuck with you you just ain't never heard

It go like: count that stack

Pop that cap then down that Jack

All my niggas hit that zan

And all my ladies 'bout that bag

This my jam this my jam this my jam this my jam

I'm 'bout that jam I'm 'bout that jam

I'm 'bout that jam I'm 'bout that jam

This my jam this my jam this my jam this my jam

I'm 'bout that jam I'm 'bout that jam

I'm 'bout that jam I'm bout that jam