Uh
Honeyxbun
Xenons
Frank Ocean
Frank Sinatra
You b**ches getting nada aye
(Like holidays I get off on ya)

Twisting my box
So I call this a Rubix
No middle finger for the square
That's toothpick
Drive me up
Accelerate my mental
Travel 'cross the globe
Just to pop a pimple

On my body like a hottie
They call Megan just to party
I'm a pony with a tony
All these films can't control me
I hopped out
Now he hate his reception
Giving bitches hard times
Standard erection
Like holidays
I get off on ya
I love my b**ches like Tiny loved Tonya
All my girls
They can run to me
Fast like Usain Bolt
That's where I need to be
Going straight to the desert
Where I need to sleep
Aye, we howl at the moon
Used to the springtime
Knowing I'll be fine
B**ches wanna chill in the Summer
That's June
There's no autumn
Don't fall for me
They hibernate in this pussy
Call it Winter Beast
And I win to seek
When I reach my peak
It took a minute to win it
So he beat his meat
Aye uh
Honeyxbun yo
Like
I get off on ya
Ya ya