[Chorus: Jakob Holland]
bitch i'm riding on the roids (roids)
why you looking coy (coy)
i'm chillin on OSOM having threesomes with my boys (with my boys)
with my boys (with my boys)
with my boys (with my boys)
with my boys (with my boys)
with my boys (with my boys)
[Verse 1: Big Destro]
(ay, big destro)
always on the top can never be the middle (yuh)
don't like bein idubbbz tastin someone's pickle
all girls know is rod like their snitchel
bitch said my dick is sad, nah it's just dismal (aye)
spitting on the tracks, I'm not near a train (huh)
not hard to find a girl cuz their all the same
talkin to her like opium in my vein
can't fall asleep cuz Its fucking day (whoa)
why the fuck everyone gotta be so basic (yuh)
only friend minorities like an anti racist (whoa)
not tryna drug even tho there are traces
I stay untracked like the meth in my basement
cannot feel pain because of the coke
I must be black, because I am woke
there is no prophecy, that I exposed
I feel like Poppin Deez, for one lil croak (AAY)
discrimination bad racist
couldn't put me on the wait list
now she gonna know why I was in court pleading my innocence on March 26th
turns out the kid was a decoy (destro)
started simpin like an eboy (destro)
almost put me behind bars but unlike my taste I made a good choice
at the meeting you were sour
placed the order with power (yuh)
but girl that was useless, because I'll still watch your for fuckin hours
I offered you my balance
you still ignored my fallace (yuh)
I feel betrayed like the day i figured out my brother was a fuckin faggot (yuh yuh yuh yuh)
[Chorus: Jakob Holland]
bitch i'm riding on the roids (roids)
why you looking coy (coy)
i'm chillin on OSOM having threesomes with my boys (with my boys)
with my boys (with my boys)
with my boys (with my boys)
with my boys (with my boys)
with my boys (with my boys)
[Verse 2: Mechanical]
dick goes hard with traps on my screen
spankin it for hours, bed sheets aint clean
i wack off to traps when im on some sad shit
thot's a psycho not lookin for a dumb bitch
tryna go hard like a motherfuckin savage
you smoke green while i steam some cabbage
i try to rap, try shit for an hour
but my voice lispy and queer like carlos maza
(yeah) im lonely and sad
i disappoint my dad
my therapist called me up to check on me
but dude i'll be dead by the age of thirty
(uh)
im an incel
pretty sure anyone could tell
accin' like konata izumi
yall know im a fuckin lazy freak
(uh) my dick goes soft
be livin' in the loft
having sex with a daki
i'm never fucking happy
don't care if i die
on god, no lie
(FUCKKKKKK)
[Chorus: Jakob Holland]
bitch i'm riding on the roids (roids)
why you looking coy (coy)
i'm chillin on OSOM having threesomes with my boys (with my boys)
with my boys (with my boys)
with my boys (with my boys)
with my boys (with my boys)
with my boys (with my boys)
{Verse 3: Jakob Holland]
get your girl off the pill and i get on the perc (on da perc)
now she in my car and im eating up dessert (up dessert)
whole lotta ass ima put all that shit to work (work)
ima shoot and disappear like im playing fucking nerf (Nerf)
grab the wax and type C wire (wire)
USB in my laptop bouta make fire (fire)
THC in my system I keep getting higher (higher)
yeah I'm higher than a kite when Im riding on my bike (my bike)
future vision i'm in sight (in sight)
[Outro]
{Jakob Holland's dad]
What are you doing?
{Jakob Holland]
yo, I'm like, making a song for like, you know, RAWMEAT, the RAWMEAT channel, it's me and my boys, and I'm making a song called... THREESOME, with my boys...
