Yucky Poor - Antivirus Lyrics

All of my bitches, they come from the internet, I just wanna feel 'em physically
Used to eat pussy 'til I found out most of these bitches degenerates
Hyper-aggressive, we role play as DACA student and confederate
Out of my crib faster than you can say supercalifragilistic

I'm a go ballistic, I'm overprotective
F*ck her mouth if her insurance cover dental
Pressure point applying, writing my lyrics in hieroglyphics like a motherf*cking Mayan
Why you keep denying
Everybody got persona, Yucky lowkey got diploma
Always make it sentimental, you supposed to have no bias
Rappers pull up in a rental, I'm not gonna use it 'til I'm boutta buy it

All of my bitches, they come from the internet, watch 'em disintegrate
Playing it off like I done this before, bitch, you so f*cking innocent
Playing it off like you done this before, we all know you so innocent
Used to let actions speak for my words, sorry the internet made me a piece of shit
Me a piece of shit, sorry the internet made me a piece of shit
It make me a piece of shit, sorry the internet make me a piece of shit
It make me a piece of shit, sorry the internet made me a piece of shit
It make me a piece of shit, sorry the internet, sorry the internet

I know the internet make you smoke cigarette
Just need a check mark to say I'm legitimate
Just need to flex hard, they can't tell the difference
Tag a designer brand, that make me titillate
Need a photographer, just copped some Timberlands
Wear the same fit twice, you not gon get intimate
Add me on everything except Pinterest
Quickest way to fame this year to piss off hella feminists
Dressed in black from head to toe, I'm looking like a reverend
She give it up for free, no she do not know what incentive is
It stank, if she want me to eat it I might flank
I forgot to reply because I'm baked
My mama was away so I was glued to porno on my iPod Touch
I busted like 1000 nuts but that was before Tinder was in play
And I'll admit I got carried away
Focused more on f*cking than getting paid
Everything's up for debate, but tell me I sound like E-40 and I'll pop your face
I can find a quarter for the price of an eighth
Stop saying everything's okay
Father Yuck in the confessional, they putting me on a pedestal
Ate too much edibles, now what I'm typing illegible
I shoot my shot and she follow me, bet on it
Zac Efron, be my Vanessa, yuh (bet on it)
Will not reply, I wanna see her sweat on it

All of my bitches, they come from the internet, watch 'em disintegrate
Playing it off like I done this before, bitch, you so f*cking innocent
Playing it off like you done this before, we all know you so innocent
Used to let actions speak for my words, sorry the internet made me a piece of shit
Me a piece of shit, sorry the internet made me a piece of shit
It make me a piece of shit, sorry the internet make me a piece of shit
It make me a piece of shit, sorry the internet made me a piece of shit
It make me a piece of shit, sorry the internet, sorry the internet