HASH SLINGING SLASHER

(Captain Hook Remix)

When I heard this beat, I was in love and Megan ate this. SHE IS A RAPPER! & the play she did on the title was GENIUS! So I wanted to take a stab of making my own rendition. When I heard the tapping noise in the beat, it immediately reminded me of that one scene from the “Graveyard Shift” episode on SpongeBob, where the Hash Slinging Slasher tapped on the door of the Krusty Krab. Plus I love to play with monickers and I riddle this whole thing with names I call myself.

 

Who smokin’ that pineapple under the tree?/ 

GooBoB, yes I’m dripped out/

Puffin till it’s lights out/

Shining like a lighthouse/

Dress pants on me huggin’ and these niggas they can’t pipe down/

If I want it, flash smile/

Got it, that’s a cash cow

 

He wanna be my daddy just to cop the secret formula/

Nigga got that plankton, call up Karen since you fond of her/

Pen it with the spatula/

Then hit it with a rough mix/

Flip it till it’s golden brown/

I’m on the roll like omelets/

 

So I pull up on the curb early bird gets the worm/

Haters stay mad watch ‘em squirm like a germ/

In a Petri dish/

Better bake my fish/

Can’t have no grease/ 

Cuz I’m already slick

 

I’m ready! I’m ready!/

Go throw the confetti/

On Cruze like a Chevy/

No breaks like a levy/

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I’m the Soufside Self-Made Sauce Dad/

& The Prettiest Gworl in the World, you can’t top that/

Buy me diamonds and pearls & a whip with top back/

At the show, they wanna encore and a talk-back/ 

Hate that you catchin’ my eyes roll but they talk smacked/

Got a globe in they bio don’t mean it ain’t big cap/

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No pack on my nigga shit he thicker than a smoothie/

Gottem on loc nickname him Patchouli/

Say I’m unruly, Bet! I finna buck the system/

Denim on me like I’m Missy/

Shit just miss me with the B.S./

For I flip my top like D.S./

Hombre that’s just what it e s/

Naw, nigga you said what you said too late to add no P.S./

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Get an EMT with an EKG/

Caught an I blacker than BET/

Sorry had to swipe you EBT/

Bout to push through just call me Squeegee/

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Yeah, they talk to ouijas just to form a legion/ 

Now they pledge allegiance/

With their inner grievance/

That’s why I don’t fuck with plebeians

Don’t know what you seen me in/

Don’t know who you seen me with/

We ain’t friends, yeah!