Neverending, neverending
Girl just bring it back for me
Oh baby that’s all i need
Can i keep you on my bed
Like you was a pair of sheets
Your body is a symphony
Got me singing like a parakeet
But if you get a text from my ex
It’s best you press delete
I got a chick, she five ten
Hit it once, that’s mine then
She around whenever i spend
It’s looking that time again
She doesn’t like my friends
She smoking all my blends
She stay moaning when i’m in
Make that p#ss# shine then
I got a lasеr blaster
Blast my kids then pay the pastor
Scarlеtt jo my favorite actor
You look like her when you bathing after
We f#ckin, i don’t wanna change the chapter
Give you that plug, my bae adapter
She wanna come while she hang from rafter
Handle these balls, she could play the raptors
Please speak up
I can’t make out what you tryna say
I think he’s tryna talk sh#t
Homie please pronunciate
They saying i ain’t real, oh
That’s so great
Just cause i’m coming up and staying all up in my lane
Woah woah woah
You ain’t come up like me
Microwave hotdogs, cartoons on the tv
Hate it cause we up and coming
Gotta love it, gotta love us
I been feasting i been grubbing
Having money’s really something
Girl just bring it back for me
Oh baby that’s all i need
Can i keep you on my bed
Like you was a pair of sheets
Your body is a symphony
Got me singing like a parakeet
But if you get a text from my ex
It’s best you press delete
I’m like holy f#cking smokes
b#tch i’m with the gang
And you know they do the most
Pull up on a block
Danny phantom, i go ghost
Moving in the ghost
Wide body tinted so they don’t know what i’m on
Cup is hella muddy, leaking through the styrofoam
Watch the way you speak to me, my n#gg#s at your dome
Send your #ss home
Send your #ss home
Like the f#cking dean
How they send your #ss home
Holy f#cking smokes
I got my money up, no trippie redd
I been on the post
I can’t let up til i hit a million
Bout to paint the city red
3k the affiliate
With a bad lil b#tch
Chocolate brown, i call her cinnamon
I just be f#cking it up
I be with them n#gg#s that be in the cut
Be with them n#gg#s that don’t give a f#ck
If you play with the team then they hitting you up
What’s that in my cup
Orange fanta crush
Mix it with the four
Now i’m geeking, b#tch i’m stuck
I’ma do it til it do me in
I’m never letting up
Friday night i met your girl
And saturday i’m in them guts
Ksf, throw it up
Bad b#tch, bubble butt
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