[Intro]
Fuck A Name Gang
Uh, yeah

[Verse 1]
SpaceGhost, Coast to Coast was one of my favorite shows
Used to be watching while I was fucking one of my favorite hoes
Ripping off her pantyhose with this pocket knife that I found last night
Drunk white bitch blowing on me like a bagpipe
Rawer than the crack pipe, that's right
Tryna get a yellow Mustang with a pinstripe
Smoking on something that would probably fuck up your windpipes
I grew this shit myself, named it SpaceGhostPurrp
Frontin' n***as smoking red, you might as well smoke dirt
Don't give a fuck about the herb, real promotion, shoved a CD up your skirt
Fuck a job, I don't work
While you bitches take your boss cupcakes off, I be jacking off
On your grandma, replace your toothbrush with a handsaw
That's what I call hands-on

[Chorus]
Ayy, killa, killa, killa, I'm the fucking son of Sam, son of Satan
Shout out to the motherfucking Raiders
These other rap n***as turned fag wearing makeup
Still yelling "Fuck them all", 'till they hate us
Ayy, killa, killa, killa, I'm the fucking son of Sam, son of Satan
Shout out to the motherfucking Raiders
These other rap n***as turned fag wearing makeup
Tell em "Fuck them all", 'till they hate us
[Verse 2]
Bitch I think I'm Based God, hoes on my dick 'cause I look like Oprah
Fuck a name, gang FANG sharper than a cobra
Chilling on my sofa, watching Beavis and Butthead
These underground rappers don't get enough cred, fuck it
We might as well come up and rape the industry
No matter your opinion, you're gonna remember me, making history
Fucking up the whole facade of these rap n***as that's so soft
But swearing they go hard, It's so odd
I'm fucking up these n***as future
Ask Drake what his favorite color is, fuchsia
Fucking faggot fairy-tales fucking up the frail mind of the ignorant
See it on TV and they surely get in to it
I'm more interested in that Triple 6 Mafia
Riding in the Chevy, bumping Lord Infamous
"Now I'm high, really high", first verse is the shit, bitch
But that's something you wouldn't get

[Chorus]
Killa, killa, killa, I'm the fucking son of Sam, son of Satan
Shout out to the motherfucking Raiders
These other rap n***as turned fag wearing makeup
Still yelling "Fuck them all", 'till they hate us
Killa, killa, killa, I'm the fucking son of Sam, son of Satan
Shout out to the motherfucking Raiders
These other rap n***as turned fag wearing makeup
Tell 'em "Fuck them all", 'till they hate us
[Outro]
Fuck is my lighter?
Fuck
Shit, oh
Hoes, I fucking wrote this shit
On my shit man, fuck
Fuckin', fuckin', ah, oh fuck
Shit, um, oh yeah n***a
Shoutout to the motherfucking raiders in this bitch, n***a
You already know man, shout out to SpaceGhostPurrp n***a
Fucking FANG my n***a
You already know, it's J.K. The Rapper in this bitch man
Blackland Radio 66.6, bitch
N***a