ROTTENVEGETABLEZ

LIL L.A. MARZ - ROTTENVEGETABLEZ
Lyrics

[Intro: Lil L.A. Marz]
"L.A. who the fuck is you?"

Verse:
Fuck wit me and get pushed over
Dis ain’t Facebook but Ima poke ya
Run up on da gang, comin' in, Ima smoke ya
Keep dat burner hot, Ima toast ya
Fake boy youse a muhfuckin poser
Dick in her breath, now I got her throat hurt
Sippin' da styro, spilled dat on my boner
Bitch what's yo number, but I never phone her
Sippin dat sizzie
Den she bend over start suckin' my Blicky
Grabbin' her hair now she look like Pippy
What shall we do today, fuck in a jiffy
Gasoline
Bitch I be smokin dat gas
She give brain 'til dismiss, end of class
Fuck on da hoe, put my thumb in her ass
Broke dat bitch, she need full body casts
Got da choppa, you know Ima blast
When I shoot bitch you best do da dash
And you know my fingers itchin to da money like a muhfuckin rash
All my niggas be countin dat cash
I be runnin' dat fit like the jags
But my clip got unlimited mags
Step on yo nigga like he was carpet
Boofy pack stank, smellin' like someone farted
Nigga not funny, act like you is Martin
Blood by my whip, and dat’s where I be parkin'
I put yo face to da muhfuckin pavement
Come wit da shteaks, issa knife, my name Jason
Blood in da sky, get red drops in da basement
Red on Margiela and da bitch wanna taste it
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Pause, no homo, all y’all niggas on some gay shit
Smart head, lemme get my diploma cuz I juh fuckin’ graduated