[Verse 1: Louverture]
I’m too fucked up, In a cyber city with cyber shawties, we high off them drugs
Pulled one out of my harem, bussed it down, girl thicker than a mug
Said she tryna fuck, I kiss her neck while I grip on her butt
She my nympho: think she momo deviluke, I stay in her guts

Told me rough her up…
Looked deep in her eyes, knew shawty was a slut, slut, slut
On my rod she gluck, pop, pop bottles on her bust
I got way more sauce than you and crew that’s why your copy us (I’ll be blunt)

Defied all the odds, done took they hoes, I know my enеmies hurting
Tired of the fakе shit, I been tearing down the digital curtain
Slaughter for my cause, sexy n***a, I’m too posh
Went from worker to a boss like…

[Chorus]

[Bridge: Louverture]
Hate to see you leave but love to see you go
Freaky demon, she gon drop it for the goat
Pop that, go ‘head shawty, drop that low
Pop that, go ‘head shawty, drop that low

[Verse 2: Connor Quest]
Back at my crib set up, been let her
Practice new twitch metas
In her Twitter header, cause the sex made her walk like the Don with the pink feathers
Gave her my sword like I modded her
I been the source of what’s gotten her
Hot under collars, she hear me and perk up like popping a gobblegum
Couple of bottles, she lifting it back, I say bottoms up
ASMR-rated
Whispers she likes my sauvage fragrance
Using her mother tongue fast paced and I need a translation
Like a BTS Stan but she’s a quest fan
Brain go like she doing thesis exams
Getting links locally, and overseas
Stay up all night just to beat the jet lag
Fuck a follower count
I got DM requests from the models you browse
Get more than a block for not watching your mouth
Knocked out, now he dressed in a hospital gown
Been a problem since hopping up onto the scene and
Got virtual vixens all wanting a screening
My discord is popping, they often are screaming
~beat switch~

[Verse 4: Louverture]
I’m luckyyy
Came up from the dirt , now we get mo money
Pull up in a whip filled up with snow bunnies
With blacks, asians and yo honey

Proud of what we be, when they throw it back, I go dummy
Keep me a Ray for days when it ain’t Sunny
Been a Playboi, take my shirt off, chicks love me (playboicarti / stop breathin)
They stop breathing when I walk past, get lovey dovey (It’s okay if they get touchy)

Keep a blade tucked on some su shit
Cook like a sous-chef, flambé a nuisance
Rappers be so mid that when I listen to they music
I make sure to wear a red flannel, stupid

They switch colors no rubrics, meanwhile, the tea? I sip it
I don’t fight squares, I just-I just bring my tommyinit
Enemies be tryna wear me down but they won’t catch me slipping
Tearing down the curtain that they hide behind with the swiftness

[Verse 4: Layna Lazar]
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