Yeah
Okay, yeah!
Huh
Will you be the valentine?
Quarter past nine
Only date ’round five
I’m feelin’ high as the vines
Climbin’ down to the ground
From the sky
Will you be the valentine?
Quarter past nine
Only date ’round five
I’m feelin’ high as the vines
Climbin’ down to the ground
From the sky
Oh sh#t bro
Cupid done shot me
I’m turnin’ fifteen and only f#ck
In lobbies
I’m talkin’ ’bout gaming
Ain’t talkin’ ’bout lobbies
I love doin’ that sh#t
That’s my favorite hobby
Ain’t poppin’ no cherries
But want one for toppings
I’m findin’ the bag and the bag
Is what I’ma be copping
Ain’t nobody stoppin’ me
From what I do best
I know that I’m always winning, yeah
Finna hit a lick
Dipped on hеr #ss like a tortilla chip
I’m eatin’ her #ss likе I know I’m the sh#t
And I’m never gon’ harass cus’ then I’ma
Piece of sh#t, yeah damn
Ain’t talkin’ ’bout feces
I know I’ma goat but right now
Here’s the thesis
I throw out my liquids like arthrocentesis
A mind of its own
Like telekinesis
Haugh, I need me some space
Cus’ right now I’m rapping
Gettin’ carried away
I be flying so high from the green
I’m in space
Give a greeting, get in so we
Talk face to face
And I’m facin’ my demons
Scared as shit
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