Ms. Chievous Lyrics – Yung Schnooty
Singer: Yung Schnooty
Title: Ms. Chievous
Call the kid, A_Stackzzz, A is for anonymous
Stackzzz represents all the cash that Imma profit in
Summa all you kinda suck, I don’t make a lot of sense
Can’t tax dirty money gotta make a lot of it
Dropping sh#t, put me on the map like a continent
7 like the deadly sins, I’ve committed all of them
Rob your crib, bad baby, what the f#cks a consequence
They don’t get the message then I guess we gotta stomp it in
No potty mouth, kid I ain’t with that talking sh#t
Thats a little awkward, thought the beat was gonna drop again
They be dropping lots of hits, sorry I don’t rock with it
60 seconds in, let me move on to the topic; b#tch
I’m sick of hеr, she’s a hoe don’t f#ck with chocolate
Hеllen Keller with the pigs, why the f#ck you talking b#tch
She left and went were its lit like a tiki torch
Cheeky little cunt, she’s a cheating and deceiving wh#re
b#tch you outta pocket, what the f#ck you speaking for
Siri’s in my f#cking pocket, what the f#ck she’s speaking for
Now she’s hiding and I’m seeking her, play the game when we get bored
Don’t look underneath the floor, please don’t mind the squeaky boards
Freaky Deaky wh#re, spilt the wine on my Ouija board
Fill the bong, no tap water, only fiji pours
Oh and for the record, I don’t beat hoes
But if I see you with them tools then your new homes deep hoe
She’s mischievous she’s so damn devious
New b#tch is the spitiing image of my previous
I never learn my lesson I’m a f#cking genius
All my jokes cheesiest, pardon my facetiousness
Stackzzz is back at it a couple of bad habits
I’ll double this rap cabbage, have fun the the mathematics
A couple of bad b#tches but b#tches be bad at it
Of course you got fat asses, you b#tches is fatasses
What’s f#cked up, is you look savage but you f#ck average
Must suck that you suck so much dick and suck at it
Cut a b#tch in half, assistant to black magic
Repeatedly rap rapidly, spit like I buc matics
You leave then your right back again, acting
Like nothing had even happened, you must have cataracts
I honestly just don’t know what I’m gonna do
I’m right in front of you, look at me when I’m talking to you
She can’t hold a conversation but can hold a c#ck and shake it
So besides a hand job, she can’t hold an occupation
I ain’t playing hot potato, you can homie hop away hoe
Bigger ears then dumbo when I’m listening son
f#ck all you dumb hoes, into intellectual ones
So after the sexin is done, while I’m laying there next
To you I will take you and lecture you I’m a sapiosexual
That’s amazingly lexical, dialectically flex on you
Project it omnidirectional, for your brain, interceptable
Really hate to get technical, brain dead like a vegetable
Just unacceptable, and its f#cking disgusting, don’t even touch me
It ends so abruptly
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