Cabbage Patch Kids
Intro:
Son or a daughter
Huh’
Yo’ this ain’t got no melody though
Yeah bro
You remember them
Handy Manny yuh’
Oh yeah yeah yeah
Them Cabbage patch kids
Back in the day
Verse 1:
I am a savage
Cannibal imma eat you like a cabbage
Patch kid
Cause I’m ratchet
I won’t have this
I’m a bad kid
Livin’ lavish
Everlasting
I got baggage
Made of plastic
Like I’m Katy Perry
Like I’m finna fairy
Leave you stitched up like obituaries
I’m not gonna sink
I got some wings like I’m Tink
Erbell
Only take W’s no L’s
I’m a witch wit’ a clip
I could spit out some spells
Never miss like I said no L’s
Had a mouth еver since I was twelvе
Knock em’ out I don’t need no bells
Sick em’ cause they talk a lot
Kill em’ in the parking lot
YUH’
I’m hoping that they’ll never banish me
YUH’
I’m raiding yo’ crib like a pantry
YUH’
You must be rich you gots ritz I need candy
Yuh’
Yuh’
Yuh’
I’m taking yo girls bikini bottoms cause she Sandy yuh’
Granny yuh’
I’m blow up one day Pakistani
YUH’
Walk on the stage getting Grammys
YUH’
Feeling pretty savage like my name is Randy
YUH’
Slim I could fit in them rich satin jammies yuh’
Handy Manny yuh’
Las Herramientas feelin’ handsy yuh’
Imma’ school you like you one of my tools
You a fool singing shanties yuh’
Take another swig of my brandy yuh’
My canteen yuh’
Got a mask on my face like I'm Antifa
If I don’t like you I am canning ya’
Grant a wish like a dandelion
Yuh’
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YUH’
OKAY
Verse 2:
Okay I'ma blow up like propane
I'm toking, floating
I don't really act like I know things
I'm a drift in this shit like McQueen
I'm a cabbage patch kid, sleep with me
Like a feather and a net catching dreams
Like a father and his kids I’m leaving
I’m a cheat on a bitch like Levine (adam)
I’mma dive in that bitch like ravine (chasm)
Never switch up on my team, Slytherin (rat em)
Out like the pokemon catch em
Roll one up like rhodo-dendron
Bad bitch kill bill Japanese weapon
Don't run up on me teach you a lesson
Feel threatened
The wesson
Is tempting
Taking my life in a matter of seconds
Depressing
Kurt Cobain shit I'm digressing
Whatchu’ gonna do when life gives you lemons?
Incessant
No incentive
Feel like im lost like im someone’s possessions
Everyday I wake up so high off the drugs
Yeah I do it by the gram
These bad shawties be taking all the pics
Of their feet making money Only Fans
Novocaine I want some cause
I’m tryna’ get numb can’t feel my hands
Got insane in my blood
No point in tryna’ run don’t make no plans
Yuh’
I got a wrist full of rollies yuh’
These cronies they cannot control me yuh’
All of my opps killed my brodies yuh’
Like a baby my girl gonna hold me yuh’
Cabbage
Patch
They ain't never have our backs
YUH’
Sour
Patch
Flow so dirty yea its nasty
Cabbage Patch Kids
She’s always cappin’ like she’s Lids
YUH’
Sour patch we like it strong not mid