I’m a terrorist, a threat boy
You know where the ice is
Mind elevated but steady clouded by vices
I got drive like a license
And I’m always beating on the mic, Tyson
She pop molly, I just pop bands
Got her high tropes, but she’d rather pop Xans
Nah I ain’t her mans but she put me in a trance
And I swear the way you dance doing something to my pants
So I had to had to
Had to feel a way had to catch a flow
Had to get a had to get ahead all u n slow
I could never I could never
Fail had to let u know
I will never I will never stop the same as before
For my birthday all I want is sloppy toppy from yo mommy
Then go bravo like I’m Johnny
And my shawty so ?
Flow on Raphael but I feel more like a Donny
You could ride the wave, me and Lucy on tsunami
Liquor in my liver, it feel like a cistern
Smoke up in my lungs kill myself for better systems
Greed and consumption, Jabba with the riches
If I could I’d do this, breakfast lunch and dinner
Kay like
I’m a sinner, watch my mannerism
Repent, my belt let it give my back kisses
Eat her out alive, savage, cannibalism
She gon’ give me brain i prion into her stitches
f#ck being safe i got the sound
If u want it come around
Don’t give a f#ck for no feelings
And imma make her cry
I got a million things on my mind
6 different drinks in my mouth
Just need 2 bad b#tches from the south
Im a fiend for the clout
Fiend for the drip like u thought it was a drought
Garcon on my chest
And a cig in my mouth
God complex
Make a young player wild
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