Clone Trooper - Intellectual

[Intro: AK Tarantino]

Can I tell you a secret?

Sure man

I see dead people

[Verse 1: AK Tarantino]

He a fuckboy, he a fuckboy, got the [?], I'm [?]

I'm at the gravesite passin' daylight, lookin' for some land to buy

I had enough, I grab his truck, and knock him off his Tony deck

How long y'all been skatin', you can't kickflip, fuck this Kamden guy

You a bitch, I haven't [?] get one of your homies checked

You ain't ever took a real deal down to your bony neck

[Chorus: AK Tarantino]

I heard you shill around that guy, you'll be the lonely ass

You split the bill around that guy, he ain't even go for the check

You put your will in with that guy, and now you in your broke mess

Your boyfriend a clone trooper, he goin' through the stress

[Verse 2: AK Tarantino]

You was at that KKK rally with that hood on your head

And them boots is [?], I stay true 'cause I'm blessed

You on your knees, cleanin' up your homie's mess

That he left on your toilet seat, huh, you fruity and you sweet

I remember you was shakin' ass through that screen

(Yeah, I remember you was) Gay, you gay

(You was on that) Gay, gay, gay, gay

You gay, you gay, you gay, you gay

Gay, gay, gay, gay

[Verse 3: D.B Chapo]

He a Temu demon, you can tell by what he wearin'

Check the price tag on his pants, the one thing he don't like to share

Shakin' ass all on the cam, you might as well go get a chair

That boy a cuck, I fuck his bitch, I got a handful of her hair

Hey, bro been actin' gay, that's why my blunt taste like Fruity Pebbles

I can take one thing, it cost more than what's all in your dresser

If he like to play, flip that safety, give that boy some freckles

Fuck up out the way, go ride your homie's dick, he likes it better

Uh, he a follower, he can't make decisions on his own

Like a shop owner, I open up the backdoor of his home

Watch him fall over when I took all his motion out his bones

I'm tryna see what dick is like, come meet the bottom of this chrome

[?] all on your feet, I know they hurtin' when you step

His fake leather on repeat, if you see bro, then give out help

Bro got leaked up in that group chat shakin' ass, man, what the hell

[Chorus: AK Tarantino]

I heard you shill around that guy, you'll be the lonely ass

You split the bill around that guy, he ain't even go for the check

You put your will in with that guy, and now you in your broke mess

Your boyfriend a clone trooper, he goin' through the stress

[Verse 4: Conscience]

[?] still tryna throw a punch, I see that range of motion

That's some real goonin' [?] you got that hand lotion

Knock you out your head, you crazy hazy, [?] out here

[?] huh, go and grab my belt, I'm finna spank you

Boy is lazy, and I'm feedin' off that buzz

I'm just so much better, you got heat off that cut

You defend that hoe, but really, why you lickin' on her cunt?

Finna pack you boys to bed like I'ma have to smell you later, son

[?] wash your undies, now she askin' why they brown

Guess that bitchness really in your blood, that's why your pops skipped town

If you really 'bout that motion, well then, ask for rides around

Why you talkin' 'bout some shooters when I have to gun you down?

[Chorus: AK Tarantino]

I heard you shill around that guy, you'll be the lonely ass

You split the bill around that guy, he ain't even go for the check

You put your will in with that guy, and now you in your broke mess

Your boyfriend a clone trooper, he goin' through the stress

[Verse 5: Jacque Lorraine]

Look down before you step up, make sure you're standin' on your grass

'Cause if you scoot up to the wrong spot, I get to dukin' on you, champ

Speakin' of that, hop off the mic and go take you a bath

Yeah, you was up after the splits, she showed you how to wash your ass (How that make sense?)

Corndog motherfucker, you don't know shit 'bout no sticks (Fucker)

Sit down in that chair, ropin' out the anime dicks

You can't be talkin' 'bout no crazy type of moves you make with your bitch

She still in high school, lil' bro, they finna put you on a list

I'll shut it up, [?] react, you still a cunt

And now I'm runnin' all the shit, and I'm still just havin' fun

If you gon' talk about it, then make sure that you know shit 'bout a gun

I'll bully you to confession, go tell the Father what you've done

And Kylan, if you want a slice, I'll send you home with the pie

Shit, I'll throw some soap in, maybe that's for another time (You stink)

You got fired [?] outside the buildin' where you cry

You can't be vapin' in the stall, and then serve food, you silly guy

Clean your tone up when you talkin' to me

Fix your posture when you walk up to me

Ain't no use in clappin' back, it's only gon' be awkward for you

Tag team ass dick ridin', fuck whatever you say

It's [?] Kamden, before you talk about [?]

[Outro: AK Tarantino]

Your boyfriend-your boyfriend a clone troop-clone trooper

He goin' through-uh, clone tropper, he goin' through the stress

Clone trooper-clone trooper

Clone trooper