We on them drugs, we all on methamphetamines
You feel me, we don't give a fuck (ayy)
Bitch, I'm gay
I can't even think straight
Bitch, I'm gay
I can't even think straight
Bitch, I'm gay
I can't even think straight
Bitch, I'm gay
I can't even think straight
Bitch, I'm gay
I'm fucking gay
I'm fucking gay
I'm fucking gay, bitch
I'm fucking gay
I'm fucking gay, bitch
I'm fucking gay
I'm fucking gay, bitch
Bitch, I'm fucking gay
I don't even know
How to be straight
Yeah, I'll never ever change
I'm gonna be gay 'till they put me in my grave
I don't give a fuck if you think that is strange
Yeah, I'm cooked up, can't be with me
Bitch, I'm chillin' at the table with Bob Dylan
Don't even care, we exclusive in New York
I got hoes on my penis, but I ain't finna fuck
'Cause I'm gay, I ain't finna fuck no pussy
I'm finna fuck some buttholes
Finna leave the shit poopy, wet gushy
I don't really give a fuck
I'm fuckin' gay
I eat a dick like a mutherfuckin' goddamn sandwich at Chick-Fil-A
Fuck Chick-Fil-A
Yeah, bitch I'm gay
Yeah, yeah, I'm fuckin' gay
Faggot
I don't know why this beat is this short but, whatever
I guess that's it, sorry guys
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