​thraxx etiquette lyrics

[Intro: Yung Bruh]
Damn, woah, f*ck
Damn, aye bruh them Thraxxhouse n*ggas really hipster thuggin' bruh
Know what I'm sayin'? Stay digesting them damn vegetables and them fruits
Uh, damn, woah
Man you know we got hella b*tches on deck, you know what I'm sayin'? You know I f*ck with that
Y'know, Yung Bruh really, he's really rare

[Verse 1: Yung Bruh]
Catch me chilling with a diva
Smoking keisha, eating on some pizza
Tasty vegetarians, b*tches on me bruh, they not American
My flow like my b*tches (How?)
So various
Pull off in a Neon (Neon)
Going 30
I'm off the Robitussin, so I'm swerving
If the b*tch not goth (What the f*ck?)
Then she worthless (Get out my face)
sl*t on a cross, then she twerk it

[Hook: Yung Bruh]
b*tch I'm Thraxx and I'm smoking thrax (Thraxx and I'm smoking thrax)
b*tch I'm Thraxx and I'm serving laps (Thraxx and I'm serving laps)
n*gga ash 'fore you f*cking pass (Ash 'fore you f*cking pass)
b*tch I'm Thraxx we'll beat yo' ass (Thraxx we'll beat yo' ass)
b*tch I'm Thraxx and I'm smoking thrax (Thraxx and I'm smoking thrax)
b*tch I'm Thraxx and I'm so relaxed (Thraxx and I'm so relaxed)
n*gga ash 'fore you f*cking pass (Ash 'fore you f*cking pass)
b*tch we Thraxx we'll beat yo' ass (Thraxx we'll beat yo' ass)
[Verse 2: NEDARB]
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
Thraxx f*cking Ned in the cut with a bad b*tch (Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo)
Came through clean, why you looking like a walking lick?
Shoutout to my brother Kray, damn it b*tch we iced out
b*tch I'm in the kitchen cooking egg fried rice now (Yeah)
Drowning in emocean, wetter than the ocean (What? What?)
b*tch I got the potion, what the f*ck you smoking? (Huh? Huh?)
b*tch I am not joking, yo' girl who I'm poking (Aye, aye, aye, aye)
Young ass Ned with a chain, b*tch I'm frozen (Frozed up)
Thraxxhouse gang in the club in the f*cking back
Chilling by ourselves, we depressed, but we got them stacks
We don't need no new friends, yo' b*tch she be choosing
Shoutout lil Jayyeah, he be polar hooping
Hit the f*cking schmoney dance, flexing in the tiny pants
Need the white we got the grams, see me you don't need to ask
Young ass Ned I got the bands, cooler than a ceiling fan
Who the f*ck you think I am? My girlfriend worth 100 grand
Forever Thraxx in this thang hoe
Forever Thraxx in this thang hoe
Forever Thraxx in your brain hoe
Forever Thraxx in your brain hoe