[Lyric] Dat Buttah Swagtastic (2 TOWELS AND SWIMMING POOLS)

[Hook: MAK]
I'm cold blooded, and so rugged
Them Pros love it, and do more than huggin
I'm Big in public, she likes hiding that
And put it somewhere your never found at
When I'm around yall, I'm the whole ball
Nobody can match this flow at all
You put nothin in on this
I'mma keep givin yall this dick
Cause she diggin the way I feel
She go down on ya girl like hills
But she doin the same so chill
She take strap-ons like a pill
Man your girl is so just chill
While she suck me like I'm Bill
I'm so hard they say its ill
And Don't need doctors my sex heal

[Verse 1: Algernon]
I popped a Molly gave that bitch a good lickin
I gave her finish but let's start from the beginning
I hit the club hard, leaving battle scars
Lift the world Olympus an elevated bar
You ain't about that relevance, you past tense
I'm seeing in the future call it a seventh sense
I'm bigger homie, call me a good year
I'm hogging lanes you're a lame better steer clear
You on some pig shit, check on your gluttony
But you ain't sending out your output is nothing B
You see me leanin, I'm on my Pisa shit
I'm stickin' dick up in your bitch Enter The Dragon shit
I'm Jackie Chan stuntin' yeah I can do it all
Bruce Lee karate choppin the greatest of them all
Fuck a hater's lame, he'll never be a stunna
I be a beast watch me unleash I keep it 3HUNNA
She swim in pools, I leave her wet
She’s getting antsy, she asks what’s next
Just a little disco all inside of your wardrobe
I’m all up in it getting with it super hit that combo
Big leagues, I’m a big hitter
Miguel Cabrera, I run home in her
I’m existential, got deeper meaning
I’m getting deeper in your bitch and you’re catching feelings
That instagram, you minute man
You in that past lacking swag not in demand
Smoking on that good, smoking all these bads
Leave you’re ass too burned up sittin’ on that ash
Higher than the alps, always sittin’ at my peak
You tried to elevate bars but showed that you’re too weak
Call me Algernon, the greatest ever done it
I keep it 3HUNNA you ain’t even at 1 hunnit
[Verse 2: Yung Jello AKA Lemson]
This verse is dedicated to Ariana Grande
Yung Jello, favorite color is yellow
See me on the streets and say hello
Call of Duty 2 raps, shoot like Carmelo
Forgot to mention my favorite drink is Mello Yello
I got relish, but so it rhymes I'mm call it rello
I love fat bitches that's my fuckin problem
Na na na na try to stop em
Word up to YOLO Swaggins, I'm Swaggin, YOLO
YOU ONLY LIFT ONCE, that's the motto, YOLO
So much gold in my mouth it's lookin like a Twinkie
So much gold on my little finger but it's called a pinky
Everyone asking me how to download my mixtape but I won't tell em
They want the link but instead I give em the Zelda
Shoutout to Mak and Teebird, they're my noodles
Tell me a nice rapper and I responds with kudos
But not that Jimmy faggot, he not even swaggin
His mom still pushes him around the cul-de-sac in a red wagon
Crew lookin like North, full of stars
Every verse is a pole vault, raising the bar
The best part of being a rapper is thinking of a rap name
The worst part about being a rapper is coming up with rhyme words
I'mma do me, so you just do you
Uh RAP GAME BILL NYE THE SCIENCE GUY EPISODE IN CLASS DRINKIN MOUNTAIN DEW
Always go Full Retard like I'm El-P
Popped a Molly I'm sweatin, bitch smell me
Fux wit it uh
[Verse 3: Teebird AKA Master Destroyer AKA Conquerer of Worlds]
I came in nuts like like my dick is shorter than it should
Cuttin' down these money trees in the 100 dollar woods
Popped my collar I'm swaggin', WHOO!
Pop that ass then crack it, SHEW!
My suicide doors on that new Accord make ya wan' kill yourself
Nigga please, I'm a young Denzel with my young gazell
Nigga why you babysittin' like 2 or 3 towels
I been swimming in the pussy for like 2 or 3 hours
You been skimmin' she been rimmin' on a nigga's sweet bowels
Fuck around and have you on the morning news with the Matt Lauer
Bitch been frenchin' on a my potato log, nigga about to fry brains
I'm in that weave like I'm making baskets, I'm riding the light-nang
She ain't a bitch she a horse, nigga that's a bad dame
I'm ballin' out like they tore my scrotum
I'm wildin' out like the tied my fallopians
If I get killed to death and they don't keep heaven open
It was a hell of a life gun toting and weed smoking
Anyways, hell is hot and my heat needs a stroking
Yo keep it open, Teebird got it provoking
Young Teebird still got got he heater like its a long winter
Watch out for this woodgrain on the green slab
You might get a Master Splinter
I was at my house jerking to Louie Armstrong until my arms strong
You can suck on my Richard, prior to me spewin' this fire
Like Dylan, I met Jesus and he mowed my lawn
And if you don't know what it is, it's almost Christmas
And 8 squares getting popped with 64 rounds after put on the hit list
And I been dissed on your top ten list
Your crudentials are essential for you to even touch any pencil
Shit is a landslide, shit is a land tide
And peers don't fall, and these tears don't call
And even if I stall I'm still sitting and shitting
Pop that heater the same way you pussies is popped off
I sit here and I Stevie Wonder how you niggas is not off
Ya'll motherfuckers got extra chromosomes
Catch a comatose and make sure that chrome is close
Because if I see you clowns, ya'll bozos are going downs
Teebird got the heater, Alg got the towels
Lemmy got the semi, Mak got the crack
But you already know that we all got the mack
Stupid malakas, ya'll ain't touchin' tatas
[Verse 4: MAK AK-47 MAN, The Wordplay Assassin]
I'mma bad mitten i'll make sure u burn Whether you light it up or get past too
When I looked her way I did learn, and she was bout as flat as grass too
I grab ass fool, I did my thang, she called me No Limit nickname The Tank
I hopped on aboard and it did sank, pulled from the hip makin straight bank
She gave me SF for an hour straight, Straight Face my nigga got taste
When MAK NIKOVA hit the wind I made it rain like a club of tens
Shes spending more, ridin round and gettin more, she suck with no flaw
She finally doesn't need a straw, she drink cum for R & R
No redrum but I do drum, beat it up again like it two songs
But its 2 Towels, she keeps sayin O like she don't know other vowels
Just like I tell my dealer, medicine now I'm a hired healer
Or your head is a banana best believe that MAK the peeler
Comin to a theatre, I'm watching a movie while I meat her
Lil different from when I met her, she was your Girlfriend but I didn't sweat her
Luckily enough she followed them letters M-A-K wrote none but I said it better
Read up on it then reup homie DAT BUTTAH Swagtastic forever

[Verse Fantastic: Lemson's Girly Corner's Crack-Addicted Feminist Rapper]
Uh, fuck yo anti-feminism sun, this Dyaz tha crack-addicted Twinkie
Watching yo girl get hella satisfied as I sip on ma glamorous blinky
James BROWN?? JAMES BRoOoOoWN!! 'Xpressing styles like a pony
Sniffing macaroni, pepperoni and baloney, high of licking Kony
Cuz, la-di-da-di, I rip shit like yellow salami, yellow iced tea
Yellow peanuts, yellow doorstep, yellow the main color of ma high tea
I spit that feminist, anti-Hitler, anti-ScopeY, anti-Deutsch racists flow
Errytime I cum through the chimney like Santa I be screaming at that ho
Like "bitch I love you", dropping them eye compliments right thurr
Cause errtime I get da crack and feminism on I be all like "swerve"