(swaggy b on the beat)

You know, I’m not really a big fan of this

(court guard)

I don’t wanna text you
I don’t wanna stress you
I don’t wanna bring you to my crib and undress you
I just want to look into your mind and impress you
If you really love me, take my soul, let me bless you
Look into your eyes, through the pain, while I sex you
Hop up in my foreign, we gon ride
What’s the next move?
If you really need me, you won’t let none - text you
All this pain is coursing through my veins like I’m Deku
Bitch I feel like Deku if you - tryna brawl
Smokin on this gas, [?] in my cup
Why these - actin tough, they chop you up
You thought you was safe til my shawty pullin up

And she made that fuckin
Bang, bang
He won’t get the message til I claim fame
Pull up in the foreign
Switchin lanes (change)
Shawty in my crib, throwing brain (dang)
Feel like I’m a reaper when the blade swing
OG in the cut, smokin good flame
Sosa with the sauce, like he blue cane
[?], spittin fire like he saw [?]
‘Fore you makin magic when the ground shake
I don’t wanna text you
I don’t wanna stress you
I don’t wanna bring you to my crib and undress you
I just want to look into your mind and impress you
If you really love me, take my soul, let me bless you
Look into your eyes, through the pain, while I sex you
Hop up in my foreign, we gon ride
What’s the next move?
If you really need me, you won’t let none - text you
All this pain is coursing through my veins like I’m Deku
Bitch I feel like Deku if you - tryna brawl
Smokin on this gas, [?] in my cup
Why these - actin tough, they chop you up