Grill Time

By AP Reggae

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[Intro: AP Reggae]


I'm sick and tired of these muahfuckas

You gon' get it now, you guys

Goin back to back

Goin spate en spate

Meat Print Papi

What


[Chorus: AP Reggae]

You used to tell me that I'm

You used to, you used to

Yeah


You used to tell me Im your best friend

Now I'm just a piece of shit

Tell me I'm your best friend

Now I'm just a piece of shit

And I know when my mouth opens

I'm shut up in a moment

And I know when my mouth opens

I'm shut up in a moment


[Verse 1: AP Reggae]

Who has always been fughazi? youuuu

Fall in love with not only the rolly

But also the dody you're so phony

Matt and george you're no longer my homies

Who has always been fughazi? youuuu


[Bridge: AP Reggae]

FUCK THAT SHIT IM A PIECE OF SHIT

You can't fuck with Meat Print Papi!

It's drill time

Q Q Q Q

Get it


[Verse 2: AP Reggae]

I fuck with savages you a fuck boy Matt you straight sewer

You should go to the underground find a swamp woman and straight screw her

QQQQ

I fuck with savages you a fuck boy George you straight tool

I dare you to fight me bitch you ain't allowed to bring no stool

You getting bodied by a mute nigga

"Adam shut the fuck up" oh that's cute nigga

Sewer your life permanent like a sharpie

I'll start with killing you in Mario Party

The game will end and you'll have no stars left

Beggin to dap me with the left

I am the funniest shit you ever heard ever

I come out yo ass so hard like when u eat pepper

While I dissect yall I'll be chillen sipping lean

And tear down your idols like Mr. John one seventeen

Are we talkin teams? Are we talkin teams?

Are we switching sides? Play slayer with me?

Congrats you got your G2

Shut the fuck up and Q Q

Slither in the grass and snake where I been

And I will fuck your bitch and outside foot you're fucking shin

I ain't never done nothing fughazi

Except chill with u fags on the daily

I ain't never done nothing fughazi

Except chill with u fags on the daily

You ain't got a fuckin clue I'll body you and your fucking crew

Grab them nickels you fucking Jew my emoji is fucking poo

Don't shit yourself you'll get a diaper rash

It's tough to be around you you're hot trash

Shit I'm beginning to sound a lot like you

Pew pew pew pew

Q Q Q Q


[Outro: AP Reggae]

Yeah

This the 6 not some weak ass place like Frank Block

Feels so good to get this off my chest

Mixtape coming, named it "What Are You, The Best?"

Oh yeah, and one more thing...


*gagging, puking sounds*