[Barcotic]

look @ this rodeo bitch thinking he on some romeo shit
i was gonna key a fast 5, but hes more like the fgt in tokyo drift
holdin NO cash, still his alone ass awkwardly rises
that mirror clearly opens.. n so does the prozac bottle behind it
every morn u stretch ur legs, then wet ur jagged gape
u brush ur teeth w/ crest. n use that thing on ur head to flag a mate
no one would designate u to hunt. in ur present state, u in trouble
obv. every buck'll get away but how tf did u get away w/ that buckle
barc? all beast. dont even START on me, geek
a little donnybrooks outta the question if u listen to garth on repeat
not only will this verse eat u, itll delete ur remaining pull
the only thing attainable in ya near future is ur dream to attain a bull
run dude, or ima change stance and done u like a bad song..
knock u tf out after a light switch, next to the one u wipe ur ass on
ohhhhh my bad. u lack cash n past assets
u aint just blue collar... u also blue jeans, black hat & whack glasses
ur chomps are all sorts of fucked n of course im not a hater dog..
but next time u get work done to ur mouth, enforce a fckn labor law
i aint even blowing smoke. holy bro, the shits bad
ur set collected enuff yellow film to bring coldplay's only hit back

twenty