[Lyric] Dragonfly Freestyle (Missing Texture)

[Intro: Trevor, Trevor's Friend, Missing Texture]
Hey- hey We got him, we got him Trevor
Sorry, t- took a second to catch up with you Missing Texture, but
We got him
I have a bar I wanna show you, is- is that okay? Tell him Trevor
Uh... yea Yea, yea, yea
Okay- heh heh
Is he a nerd, or is he a geek?
He kinda reminds me, of Rhett and Link! Hahah
Haha! It's good right? Wait, wait- Trevor, he's walking away
Dude you're kind of an asshole...
What the fuck-

[Verse 1: Missing Texture]
Aye, I’m an asshole? What the fuck you mean, bro?
I'mma go down on yo bitch, hail Shego
I've come to realize I get any girl I want to
Too damn sexy- baby count my rеvenue
My dragonfly shit, on a Sparxx’d up kick (dragonfly-)
I’mma write you down a lump sum, only usе a BIC
I mean sick, got a momma suckin’ all up on my dick
Holy shit, I might have to make a movie real quick
And tag my ex-bitch, let her see that it’s all legit
I'mma fuck around in Unity and make a couple hits
On my way to the top, can’t forget about the kids
Like woah- Order Bellacinos, don’t pay, old times
I’m the fella reppin’ TMG and Counter-Strike
Incognito bitch I’m Walter White (Jesse!)
Find me in the Afterlife, Cyberpunk is outta time
I could populate a prison how I fucking write
They keep passing me the mic, I-
I do it all so beautifully
I’mma have a section just for flexing in my eulogy
She be talkin’ hella crazy and she really losing me so
I’mma have to move her down the list and try another seed (FUCK!)
I don’t really get it baby come and give me digits, I’m maleficent
Opposing pussy deficit, will never see the end of this
I’m busy stacking hella chips- what’s this?
Money rolling in like a droideka
Mordecai, big blue bird talking shit like Twitter (shit, shit-)
I'mma hit the store and get a Hungry Man for dinner (okay!)
I don’t give a shit, bitch, 'til my wrists slit
Got at least six hoes on my Steam wishlist
Baby get a load of this guy... he’s kinda cool, right?
Afro, blue eyes, and he’s asinine- uh
Smoking broccoli, aye, in the backseat, aye
I was sixteen, and damn I was irrelevant
Now I’m doing me and even I can see my relevance
Fell in love once, sent the story out to Sundance
Any bitch that’s wantin’ me, please, fill the form out
Stack ‘em by the door, I’m busy binging shows now
Maybe next week, I’ll respond like “everybody passed!”
Play with a couple then it’s back to the past
So I’m living every day, yesterday was my last
Like yesterday was my last
[Outro]
Bitter Glitter I’m just one of many spitters
Never knew that I was bumpin’ til the fucking check came in
I spend every day praying that I feel love again
Icing on the cake, please baby lemme run away
Pain in my heart, pain in my thoughts, pain in my brain
Pain make me wanna just fade away