〈VERSE〉
I think I went too hard at the pre-game
But I’m a wild mutha f#cka I just don’t know how to be tame
Lame mutha f#ckas calling me lame
I am not PC, I be calling you a mean name
You a b#tch bruh, that’s why I f#cked yours
She had my dick in her mouth, you need to shut yours
And it didn’t stop there, we was doing much more
She want me to mount cause she want to feel the rush more
I got my head in the game, you need to face that
Baby I’m a star, I need my f#ckin space back
Stepping on your turf like a place mat
I be rocking Dad hats, haters rocking straight cap
Yeah That’s a flat bill
Baby, how does that feel?
Dick so bomb she can feel it in her back still
If I kill the beat and go to prison, it’s a death sentence
You know I would want to eat some p#ss# as my last meal, that’s real
I can see you’re very upset
I’m trying to have a good time, not carry ya stress
And I been dancing all night, got me buried in sweat
Even though I can’t dance, hit the Marionette it go
〈HOOK〉
Feet don’t, don’t fail me now
Feet don’t please don’t fail me now
I said feet don’t fail me now
Feet don’t please don’t fail me now
Feet don’t, don’t fail me now
Feet don’t please don’t fail me now
I said feet don’t fail me now
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