Yetibear - Florida Man

We got YETI on the beat!

I'm parched, but I don't a thirsty bitch
T-Stark, rip the Audi, drift into a ditch
Lights dark, kissin' witches, gonna fiddle bits
I don't want prison wife, I want a prison bitch
Catch me up on Ybor revving Hellcats
Old man dingle strength, dick with six-packs
Crackhead gimme licks, hickey blue rash
Floribraska Ave, shitty poop ass
Trippin' on the rides, garden bushy tushy
Slapping utters on a lion, five-star steak and pussy
Peezy squeezy on her hips, baby got the gushy
Eighty-five with gummy teeth, got me chewing up her cookies
Yeah it took me, fell into her void, I didn't want a lookie
Baby shook me, hard right in her past, and now she commie mushy
She a bookie, not in school, yeah she playing hookie
Wanna roleplay, she Pelosi, slap that Biden-loving tushy

Burned and tanned
The doors are jammed
Hold my hand, we'll hide from Florida Man
The length expands
The heat withstands
Unzip my pants and meet my Florida Man

Play a song in my skin flute, thank you
Right into the poopy chute
Coming through, right on cue
Please accept my goopy droop
Bathroom, number two
Yeah I'm fucking pooping poop
Big dogs, big blunts
High with the goof troop
Scared of cooter 'cause your pussy rude
Got your honkers going boopy boop
I'm out on 7th Avenue
Killing ants with a big shoe
Selling weed outside a high school
Convincing the kids that getting high is cool

I'm eating her pussy like Scooby Doo
She's hitting my phone with those nudies too
I'm now coming down with the booby flu
Got my dick shooting goopy goo
Squeezing on her boobies and they feel like tits, yeah
Got me so hard, 'bout to cry and shit, yeah
Got my dick all covered in her spit, yeah
Blown a load, but I don't think she going to quit, yeah

Calling me impotent, but I can't spell it
Taking these feet pics, might just sell it
Calling me stinky, but I don't smell it
If public urination's a crime, throw me in a cell, bitch
In Florida, no one can hear you scream
Finger my ass and I might just cream
I iron my clothes, but I don't use steam
Bath salts, your ass calls, welcome to my dream

I say hello to sleepy Joe
Blunts blow, give it a go
What's the cargo
Fentanyl
Fitting it all in my belly, yo
Love song, real long
I'm fucking the cello

West side gentrified (Yar), that's an eyesore
That's why I'm dropping spike traps in the I-4
Stealing precious metals from mobile homes in west shore
Just so I can smuggle copper wire Into Ybor
Getting loopy off the automatic whippet spitter
Had a goopy granny, but she fell and broke her hip and shitter
Had her pussy riding on my 6-speed TREMEC shifter
Sipping on my favorite drink of rum and coke with milk and bitters
Let's take my Ford Fiesta for a test drive
Men don't cum, baby, I'll arrive

Burned and tanned
The doors are jammed
Hold my hand, we'll hide from Florida Man
The length expands
The heat withstands
Unzip my pants and meet my Florida Man