Triple D (Drunk Driving In Diapers) (feat. Haunted Ghost)

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Haunted
Haunted
Haunted You gotta
C'mon Haunted get up
Get up
C'mon
Alright f*ck it i'll just go to McDonalds
F*ck it
Where the f*ck is my diaper
Oh my fuckin head

Beat go retarded, I call this a gas
Like a little penis that's up in my ass
Wait, let me follow it up
Tiny cocks fill up my butt like wait
Why don't you stop it, that is sus
Wait, no, that's enough
Among Us
That's a fuckin' nuff
Well, I'm jumpin' in my truck and
I'm fuckin' your butt
And I'm runnin' to Mickey D's
Need some cash so I run into the back
And I'm suckin' out a seed
Now I need gas so I blow him really fast
Fill up my tank and leave
What the f*ck was that shitty scheme
Now I'm fuckin' drunk
Yeah, Reaper changed my butt
Well, he won't So I hit haunted
What the f*ck is up
Hey, homie, how you doin'
No, this is inconvenient
Suck up on my penis
Now the cops are on my fuckin' tail
Why
Shouldn't have hit that orphanage, oh well
F*ck em'
Now the parents are cryin' up for sale Get it
Cause I don't got parents, it's an orphanage
Pick up my phone and I'm callin' a ghost
Oh, homie, I did the most,
I hit an orphanage
I think that's all I did
Yeah, I'm fine
What are you up to though, bro
Like, you good

Man, I feel my sober But I'm bouta f*ck it up
In my fuckin' diaper Gonna bust a nut
Man, I take another swish So I get another cup
Man, I really gotta piss But I can't stand up

I'm runnin' over kids Got in lockup
Man, I gotta DUI Get my fuckin' whip up
Runnin' over kids While I'm super fuckin' drunk
It's a fun game called Puttin' kids under my truck

They never live and they tend to get stuck
But I'm the fuckin' best
Call me king of hitting sitting ducks
Man, number one, high score, never beaten
Get another drink
All these hoes think I'm tweakin
Wanna know the truth?
I'm just tryna freak it
This shit makes me hard
Got me fuckin' creamin
Get a new addiction
I got kids screamin
Make the parents cry
Then they go pleadin
Run a red light
Like I am beamin
So hide your kids
Keep them off the street
And if you don't
They'll be covered in tracks and bleedin
Ay, ay, haunted ghost
For real, don't drunk drive

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