D!CKHEAD

PROP, who made it? So, I'm back (I'm back, back, bitch) Yah, and this one's called "D!CKHEAD" Ma Ma Ma Ma Man, I'm just sat here beginning to lose control Ki Ki Ki Kinda wish my ex B died, I won't console Wh Wh Wh When I say I'm climbing through the ranks I want God though If you want the smoke, I'll smack the fag right out your gob, bro Loud pack landed, I'mma bill it up, fill it up, lean, I'm fucked My br br brain just d d d d d did a fuckin' wheel up I just came in crashing like a bull and you the tea cup Bill it with my bitch, we doing 2C-B and seeing stuff I I ain't playing even so Steven can suck my semen You leaching and fucking preaching Now shut the fuck up, uh If a dickhead got me drunk enough I'd slump a cunt for fucking nothing, uh And I don't give a fuck no more Two fucks, you ain't getting no more (no more) Two fucks, you ain't getting no more I put my pen to the pad, if the pen writes crud Then the pen is the punk to be blamed I'll back my bitch if a bitch beef her I'ma back my bad B's every claim And don't, like them man that act like They do bits when they out on a stage Some fucking procks wanna act too tough Call buff Ma Ma Ma Ma Man, I'm just sat here beginning to lose control Ki Ki Ki Kinda wish my ex B died, I won't console Wh Wh Wh When I say I'm climbing through the ranks I want God though If you want the smoke, I'll smack the fag right out your gob, bro Loud pack landed, I'mma bill it up, fill it up, lean, I'm fucked My br br brain just d d d d d did a fuckin' wheel up I just came in crashing like a bull and you the tea cup Bill it with my bitch, we doing 2C-B and seeing stuff Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah (it's dickhead) Yeah, yeah (it's dickhead) Yeah, yeah (it's dickhead, it's dickhe-) I'm a mo fucking dickhead I fuck up anything I jump on BVDLVD run up on the beat and beat it, man I don't even give no fucks My drugs got me up in a place of leaning, man So why you gotta poke your nose up my arse Like one of them COVID screening cuz? Too many man just cat cat cat cat cat Pussies got me heated, fam If you the ball to send my friend then do it I'll leave you leaking gared than my singles when i preview it I might just fuck up the rap game, that's how the UK do it Man just got back from a break And now these rappers wanna start shit, uh Since September, I been laughing I'm too busy blowing up, Bin Laden, uh Businessman, dutty trim, named Tarquin, uh That's your dad and you know it, you're a smart kid Bitch, I'm right on the target, I'm focused right now Gonna shell 'till I see that claret, I'll back it When I roll with malice and madness You ain't got that BVDLVD flow Like I'm a mo fucking punk Like I'm a mo fucking dickhead man I'm back to backhand Slap your nan man (Slap your nan man) Fuck 2020 2020 be shit, fuck that shit Ey, yeah, yeah Fuck this madness Ki Ki Kick back, leave it to the dogs Man, I'm coming for the big racks and feed it to the stocks Man, I'm getting more than interest, I fascinate the gods Man, I'm getting all them big checks and give it to the squad I'll give any man a left hook If you cap or jack my flow I'll hit you with that textbook Bally on or baly off, I'll leave you with your next crook Pussy wanna square up but can't even hold a press up Look at me and tell me to my face that I ain't next up PROP, who made it?