I can make bitches wet
Just like a lagoon
I can make all them bitches
Look like some baboons
I spank on some bitches
'til they red and blue
I feel like I'm blessed
But I had no achoo
If it is what it is
Then, you do what you do
So, if I kiss your shoes
Then watch your back, too
Keep eyes on your boo
Cause I'll eat her like food
I want a Rolex so I shoot for the moon
I want that sex, but
I said it too soon
On your bitch forever
Just like a Tattoo
She fucking on me while
She looking at you
It is what it is
I don't wanna be rude
But you can't even understand
What I'm gon' do
Switching my flow like my blades
You trippin, just tie up your lace
My bitches look like sunrays
Bro get the fuck out my face
Why you so close are you gay?
You wanna take me on a date?
Bro get the fuck out my face
Before you get hit with a rake
Before you get hit with a Vase
Bro get the fuck out my face
You got insurance, can't replace
I want the sloppy
But her head is bobbing
So I call it bobby
I pick up her body
Cause she a real thottie
Put her on the potty
And fuck her real naughty
Pull up to the party
And everyone hug me
I'm feeling so lucky
I smoke a little something
They call me lil GUMBY
Bitch, wanna be funny?
Just suck on my cummies
Cause you are a joke
Bitch, you could be running
For president hoe
I know I been gunning
This decadent flow
My tummy is grumbling, and
I want some more blow
If you run up on me
You get stuck in the throat
You bigger than me
But I know you not crazy
That bitch is rough
And she wet like the navy
Me and my dawg, on the block
Like lil baby
You gon' get socked with a sock
Im just saying
You gon' get shot with a Glock
Naw just playin
If you fuck with me now you'll be whippin mercedes
I'm a fuckin Sadist
I don't want a lady
My paper got blueprint
On it, just like Jay-Z
Dont get mad at me!
It's not my fault you ain't shit
I need more flavors
I don't want a plain bitch
She made my breakfast
So i ate that pussy like bacon
She on my dick makin It look inflated
She said my dick game
On some frosted flake shit
Aye, lil bitch, why you still act
Like you're taken
If she touch me there
I'm gon get that bitch naked
I ain't gon' drop one more song
'Til Im famous
If i got shrimp dick
Then that bitch is baited
Bitch, want the money?
You hardly creative
I roll up blunts
And they so heavy weighted
Me and my crew ran a train
On her station, I kiss her low
And her shorts are high waisted
I'm intoxicated, baby
I can't think straight
Because I'm sedated
But tell me why
My thought are racing?
Its not halloween but
My face is painted
Your fake ass lil chain
Is barely even plated
Get off my dick
You a bitch ass little hater
My bitch is bi, and her bitch is gayer
Dunno why she try, I'm not finna date her
She beg for the answers
I sent her to slader