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Young Cracker On SoundCloud

(Kofi Cooks)

[Intro: Young Cracker]

Oh no, I'm retarded

[Hook]

I can't slip no more, no more slippin'

I can't trip no more, no more trippin'

I can't slip no more, no more slippin'

I can't trip no more, no more trippin'

[Verse 1: Young Cracker]

Trypophobic wristband, lockjaw dental jams

Diamond on my strip ol' nipple titty twist on Instagram

Catch me behind the CEO of Amazon

As he's doing interviews I fangirl fast like tachyon

My life is meta, I'm beta-testing the memes

Doing crack while listening to Freddie Gibbs' "Massage Seats"

While getting a massage from a gay asian in the mall

Ask for a happy ending, she elbowed my balls

Dab behind the CEO of Best Buy like a bad bitch

Jackin' off in Home Depot as I take a mad shit

In the display toilets asking for a blumpkin

Then I get carved in the face like a fucking pumpkin

I'mma eat the pussy like a steak quesarito

Have a raccoon spank my ass because I stay a freak hoe

Snort coke at a Bernie rally, selling tranny kush

Make them legs weak, falling tower, no Bush

[Hook]

I-I-I-I can't slip no more, no more slippin'

I can't trip no more, no more trippin'

I can't slip no more, no more slippin'

I can't trip no more, no more trippin'

I-I-I-I can't slip no more, no more slippin'

I can't trip no more, no more trippin'

I can't slip no more, no more slippin'

I can't trip no more, no more trippin'

[Verse 2: Lotta Turf]

Vibin' at my momma house, pissing in the sink

That bar was weird as hell, don't you think?

I only kiss boy lips if they colored pink

Slippin' on semen like I'm in a hockey rink

R.I.P my boy Chunky, he's dead

He got shot while getting bomb head

Lotta Turf blowin' up like my name's ISIS

I don't like the girl if she ain't got lice, eugh

Santa gave me good kisses 'cause I'm really nice

Micropenis like I'm a dude that farms rice

Weiner skinny and long like his name is Spunkle

What rhymes with Spunkle? Carbuncle

Man, I really just wanna smash Lil Cheeze

After last night, I call him Lil D

Call me Barry 'cause I'm just a busy bee

Now just I'mma go sip on some cat pee

[Hook]

I-I-I-I can't slip no more, no more slippin'

I can't trip no more, no more trippin'

I can't slip no more, no more slippin'

I can't trip no more, no more trippin'

I-I-I-I can't slip no more, no more slippin'

I can't trip no more, no more trippin'

I can't slip no more, no more slippin'

I can't trip no more, no more trippin'

[Verse 3: Gordito]

I'm gonna slam my dick in a door

Just kidding, I can't do that, it's too short

But if there's one thing that I know for sure

When I shit, I do it on the floor

Betty White, oh my god, what a whore

I shook that cobweb pussy to the core

The only bitches that I like are pre-mature

When this shit blows up, we're gonna go on tour

I eat pears like I'm Rick Ross

I only use pubic hair to floss

Eat her miscarriage it tastes like applesauce

Put my dick on her lips like it's some gloss

The only thing I put up my ass is a cross

Jesus clapped my asshole, what a boss

I love vomit, especially in the shower

Real crackers know, it's Crackhead Hours

[Outro]

No more trippin' (Euugh!)

I shook that cobweb pussy, to the core

Holy fuck my phone just turned off

And I lost the lyrics

(lol)