KFP 2.0 lyrics

[Intro: Yung Spinach c*mshot]
(My di*k has a large surface area
My wrist is colder than Siberia
Eating that ass like a chocolate cookie
Eating KFP, Kentucky Fried pus*y)

[Chorus: Yung Spinach c*mshot]
I’m up in KFP, got 50s and 100s on me, you know how it be
I got a gooning degree, I nut in my eyes, I can’t see
She want the D, think we should f*ck, I agree
I came before counting to three
Got good THC, packet came from overseas
Got me spinning like a DVD
They like “Spinach back!” sh*t, I never left
I got fangirls and they all obsessed
20K in taxes, that sh*t is theft
They gon‘ take it all and I’ll be depressеd
Like good God
My sh*t is brown, just like Punjab
I’m really boutta go pull up to thе drive-thru for a footjob

[Verse 1: Yung Spinach c*mshot]
KFP is back, I gotta go get me a snack, then break someone’s back
I just be thumbin’ through racks, while somebody thumbin’ my crack
The goat of meme rap, they don’t do it like me
That’s a fact, I’m way too big just like Shaq
I’m ’boutta fap, give my 3-incher a slap
Wait, it’s actually shorter, that’s cap
My teachers called my songs obscene
But I got 200K sitting on my screen
I just count the green, I’m a money machine
My biggest dream is to f*ck Belle Delphine, like Twomad
I couldn’t get a boner, that’s too sad
I would’ve probably smashed, but it’s too bad
600 days without touching ass (Lil Wankstain’s back)
[Verse 2: Lil Wankstain]
Lil Wankstain, yeah I’m back
And I’m still chasing a fat stack
He’s rubbing on my ballsack
While he’s squirtin’ all on my back
I’m tryna make him my husband
His booty got me bussin’
I eat that sh*t like a muffin
These femboys keep me nuttin’
(Oh my god, bruh, aw hell-)
But I promise I’m not homo
Diddy party’s giving me FOMO
Know I give backshots in slo-mo
I stay f*cking on neat dudes
Got your uncle sending me nudes
Yeah, he got some big juicy glutes

[Verse 3: Yung Spinach c*mshot]
When I j*rk off I speed up
Stroke it so fast that I heat up, I’m a real fein, yuh
I need to f*ck Sabrina Carpenter or Dua Lipa
Baddie Latina, she blow me, hurricane Katrina
Spin on my c*ck, ballerina
I’m in between the cheeks of a thick Filipina
She wet like the local marina
My money is unrealistic
And I’m probably autistic
Make a living from rapping ‘bout this di*k
Might start an OF and get rich quick
And then get leaked
The whole world gonna see my wet feet
Getting oiled up for some net NEETs
My peak, I haven't yet reached it (My main goal is to blow up)
[Chorus: Yung Spinach c*mshot]
I’m up in KFP, got 50s and 100s on me, you know how it be
I got a gooning degree, I nut in my eyes, I can’t see
She want the D, think we should f*ck, I agree
I came before counting to three
Got good THC, packet came from overseas
Got me spinning like a DVD
They like “Spinach back!” sh*t, I never left
I got fangirls and they all obsessed
20K in taxes, that sh*t is theft
They gon’ take it all and I’ll be depressed
Like good God
My sh*t is brown, just like Punjab
I’m really ’boutta go pull up to the drive-thru for a footjob