Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I eat motherfuckin' rappers, ****
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yah, yeah, ay, look
[Verse 2]
Tell that bitch, kick back
Smokin' on a big batch
**** wanna chit chat
Smoke 'em like a Zig-Zag
Bitch need a Tic Tac
Tryna talk big smack
I don't need a hit 'cause my verse got a drip dry
Pullin' up, I pop ten Xans, how they stop man
I'd rather drip, bitch, before I be a lost man
Pussy ass **** claim that he be a boss man
Boy, I move the crowd like a motherfuckin' rock band (Ay, bitch)
My vocals ain't stop man
At yo fuckin' head like a mothafuckin' sergeant
**** savin' hoes, going down like he Clark Kent
Bitch stay mad, told her, said, she like she violent (Ooh, ay)
I'm off at the horizon
I move in silence, so please stay silent
They won't ever find me
Starting all these rumors, make these fuck **** mind me
[Verse 3]
I might get high, and just fly to Dakota
He got sold mine, but don't mind like Corollas
Pull up, serve mine, say, "Hi, bitch, I done told ya"
I pay no mind to that ho I can't hold up
Candle lights spark in the mist like a solar
I know one day I'ma live my life sober
I be on my shit, you **** be polar
Fuck all these crackers wanna fuck **** over
[Verse 4]
Ay, I don't fuck with no motherfucking hoes
They be talkin' 'bout what they don't fucking know
Uh, what the fuck they know?
Bitch, I'm on the fucking globe
I got twenty fucking shows
I'm about to be on, huh, bro, huh
Bro, huh, hey, I need my motherfucking bros
Don't pay me back, get exposed
Chopper, it aim at your nose
**** play me, he get folded
**** play, me I won't hold it
I'm so discoded, makin' up words, but you haven't noticed, uh
Focus, uh
[Verse 5]
You know what I'm sayin', bro?
Ay, um, this is the Teenage Freak Show and
This is a very excruciating feeling
Yeah, and it's nothing vulgar or wrong or nothing
Or anything like that of that nature
So, I love you all, um
Welcome to the freak show
The Teenage Freak Show
Written by: Chris Travis