Chorus:

(Make your bets)
Make a mil, I'll wait until that
(Much, I get)
How you feel is not important
(Now, I'm set)
Add distortion, hold your horses
(Make your bets)
Think I'm finally set for now (x2)

Verse:

I’ll make forty mil fore’ I’m forty, affording meals
Don’t you ignore me, avoiding my sorted bills
She acting ornery and I’m feeling horny
We fuck til the morning, your eyes lookin stormy- chill
You’re on the precipice? Where is your confidence?
Don’t hate on me cuz your girl ain’t monogamous
Swallowing, you feeling flogged while she hollering
What were you into?! She’s asking for collaring
Lactose intolerant, you hatе her milk?
Heh, your loss, bro
Can’t find a girl like this at Costco
Motorboat hеr while I’m eating nachos
Take a couple puffs, then I pass it to her
Smoke passing through her like molasses, her tats are newer
She got a fat cat asshole, scratching to her
Legs kinda hurt after that
She cosplays for me, I cosplay for her
I’ve already spoken at length bout the maid dress, and I’ll happily wear it and call her “sir”
This dick her favorite hors d'oeuvres
Your girl can’t afford it, I’m sure
She think I’m a catch, a Serviper
Honestly, I know that I like her
I am pansexual, I puff pottery
My whole awakening came from a Potterzine
Cut deep like nautically, impossibly, and honestly?
Monogamy is my thing!
(Bitch)
Chorus:

(Make your bets)
Make a mil, I'll wait until that
(Much, I get)
How you feel is not important
(Now, I'm set)
Add distortion, hold your horses
(Make your bets)
Think I'm finally set for now (x4)