Feel like lil yachty, ahhhh, lil boat man
I be spinnin fire while you go try and choke man
I’m my main b#tch desire, your just a joke man
Jesus called me up, I be preaching like the Pope man
Aye… (listen, listen, listen) you’re a silly dude
b#tch said she loved me so I had to act really rude
Don’t give a f#ck and I’m laughing when she in the nude
Give me all the points, I’ll dominate family feud
Woah… I dom the b#tch and her family too
Hit my line, FaceTime, and I’m really smooth
I be getting in my groove. What you really tryna do?
Oh. My. God. Who is you?
Incomplete. Can’t compete. Not with me. Can you see, one “Z”? I do no sleeping
Got visions, not dreams
Box you out, on Butterbean
If the p#ss# clean (what, what?), then rip
She said she played with my dick like a guitar
Going stupid in the coochie, like a retard
You can try and run from me, but won’t get far
Laughing like I’m Kevin Hart, gotta get hard
Disrespectful on the track, still not sorry mom
I just be having fun. Staples when I shoot my gun
Yes I stick to paper
All you n#gg#s haters
No I’m not a player. But I might just play her. I’ll be doing her a favor
Hooters, where’s the waiter
Shoot her when I hate her
This nut decapitate-
Damn son, now her head gone
Am I in the wrong?
This is not a game or a phase, blaze with the flames, feel like John. Sweet music, call me Shawn. I be going off on every song. Head of the house, I’m the Don in San Juan. Who the hell is Obi-Wan. Wishing wizard wave the wand. I’m the only one. Smell some blood and I’m a shark
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