Edward Skeletrix - Mad.coM

{Verse}
I ain't build bitches
And the choppa fuck n***as I ain't know was gay
Way these n***as actin, swear to god, we in a play
And this shit not even real, so we in a play
Ten n***as deep, textin' shit, feel like a slave
Shout-out Elon, got that brain chip
Three (?...) as fuck, Pringles with the chips
And n***as sad as fuck, smoke the hoes up
(?...) that window
That was me, I was tryna bust temple
That lil' (?...) she just called me (?...)
And pour a feast, no, this is not (?...)
Yeah, cover my side, cover my side, cover my side, cover my side
I ain't even sigh
(?...)
Roll me it like I'm Sonic
Yea these bands don't make no sense
Diamonds hittin' white like, like they Mike Pence
Yea, Margiela tee, all you see is circle six
Just pack it up, you got work at six
(?...) a rinse (?...) my wrist
Feel my wrist, this shit a rinse
(?...) to wash my dick with
I don't want no piss kink
Edward Skeletrix, ugly as shit
(?...) heaven-sent
I just wondering why she by my dick, though
(?...)
(?...) all these hoes
I just asked her, "What's your social security code?"
And I told that bitch, "Go and touch your toes