Gay

We on them drugs, we all on methamphetamines

You feel me, we don't give a fuck (ayy)

Bitch, I'm gay

I can't even think straight

Bitch, I'm gay

I can't even think straight

Bitch, I'm gay

I can't even think straight

Bitch, I'm gay

I can't even think straight

Bitch, I'm gay

I'm fucking gay

I'm fucking gay

I'm fucking gay, bitch

I'm fucking gay

I'm fucking gay, bitch

I'm fucking gay

I'm fucking gay, bitch

Bitch, I'm fucking gay

I don't even know

How to be straight

Yeah, I'll never ever change

I'm gonna be gay 'till they put me in my grave

I don't give a fuck if you think that is strange

Yeah, I'm cooked up, can't be with me

Bitch, I'm chillin' at the table with Bob Dylan

Don't even care, we exclusive in New York

I got hoes on my penis, but I ain't finna fuck

'Cause I'm gay, I ain't finna fuck no pussy

I'm finna fuck some buttholes

Finna leave the shit poopy, wet gushy

I don't really give a fuck

I'm fuckin' gay

I eat a dick like a mutherfuckin' goddamn sandwich at Chick-Fil-A

Fuck Chick-Fil-A

Yeah, bitch I'm gay

Yeah, yeah, I'm fuckin' gay

Faggot

I don't know why this beat is this short but, whatever

I guess that's it, sorry guys

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