[Intro Skit]
Ay bro
Have you ever met that f**ing Tommy Sixx c*nt man?
That c*nt's a f**ing nutcase, ay, I've seen-
I've seen the c*nt full fly kick this f**ing nanny right in her tits, mate
Mate, he's f**ing mental repping FTP and sh**
When it comes to f**ing hectic c*nts, he is the hectickest
(Yo put your motherf**ing b**h up homie, you don't know who you're talking to)
[Hook]
Yippy yippy yai, yippy yo, yippy yay
FTP in the motherf**ing place
And you know we got a d**h wish
Yo you better leave that c*nt alone I heard that dude's hectic
[Verse 1]
Let me tell you all a story 'bout a basic c*nt
Never wanted to be sh** but a crazy f**
You might have seen him at the station once
You never met him but I guarantee you hate the c*nt
Don't deserve him when he's taking d**
He does the same sh** Satan does
Angel dust
And the street cred he got he just made it up
Middle fingers in the sky and they motherf**ing staying up
Yo he got himself a b**h but he ain't in love
Never smokes all he raps about is blazing up
No car but he needs one
The type to see a speed bump then speed up
How many bodies? You'd love to know though
No Instagram but he loves a photo
FTP on his f**ing logo
Whenever there's a camera, f** the po-po
So hectic
[Hook]
Yippy yippy yai, yippy yo, yippy yay
FTP in the motherf**ing place
And you know we got a d**h wish
Yo you better leave that c*nt alone I heard that dude's hectic
[Verse 2]
No guns but he comes with a blade
I guarantee he spells "c*nt" with a K
His crew verse you, you'll get punched in the face
But if you see him one on one, he'll be running away (leg it!)
If he's got a backpack, then he's come for a paint
Polo on and it's tucked in the front in the waist (throwies bruh!)
You should see his f**ing rat's tail
I mean literally on his head he stapled a f**ing rat's tail
I ain't saying he's on methadone
But I reckon it's either meth or don't so just let him go
Check the format, where's the p**n at?
Spend a whole year stealing all his ex's broadband (check me out!)
Downloaded so much p**n, got his broad bent
Now he hear the chick's the lead singer of a broad band, (oh god c*nt)
His crew look ready for war, but to us they look ready for sports
So f**ing hekkas
[Hook]
Yippy yippy yai, yippy yo, yippy yay
FTP in the motherf**ing place
And you know we got a d**h wish
Yo you better leave that c*nt alone I heard that dude's hectic
[Verse 3]
Listen
I'm kind of thinking that you should let him be
You f**ed up though when you befriended him
Cause he'll be the best man and he'll lose the wedding ring
And you'll find him trying to hock it in the queue for Centrelink (you want a ring mate?)
Grabs pics with his crew and everything
Face covered, homie, you ain't proving anything (throwies bruh!)
He ain't new to medicine but he brews amphetamines
No suit though but he's got the pseudoephedrine (any f**ing pseudo)
And promethazine while he's chewing mescaline
Too incredible on a level that you will never be
Pick a fight like you offended him
The adrenaline in his head's a boost of energy
So fried that he'll lose his memory
So cooked he gotta Google everything like "who just messaged me?"
"Oi, c*nt
Was that you who texted me?"
Two phones he got a new one every week
Yo he's fed up with his b**hes, he's never got a missus
Everybody get's attached, human centipede
If you see him do crime, though, you should never speak
He's on the run without doing anything
He's the hectickest
[Hook]
Yippy yippy yai, yippy yo, yippy yay
FTP in the motherf**ing place
And you know we got a d**h wish
Yo you better leave that c*nt alone I heard that dude's hectic
[Outro Skit]
Aw, man, things have just been f**ed, ay, like; My f**ing, my missus cheated on me with my best mate. She did that on my f**ing birthday. My f**ing-
The rims on my VL got fully jacked last week and it's been f**ed, the tires have been f**ed, I can't even drive the c*nt around, can't do anything like that, the f**ing-
They've frozen my Centrelink payments. They're not going to give me a payment until I f**ing- until I give them- give them a medi- medical certificate, or something like that
It's just f**ed man, it's just like, it's just sometimes I just, I don't want to go on anymore, you know what I mean? Like I just can't f**ing do it any more. But-
You reckon you could spot me a tenner?Cheers c*nt