drippin c*** on my wrist
jit official c***oris
gimme twat on the spot
menage a trois with my balls
go from her jaws to her walls
who she called wasn't Saul
but my cock is just better
now the thot is just wetter
it feel like August with weather
the way my cock busts on headers
yeah i ink my name on her foreheaders
i got a w**** fetish,
stacking more lettuce
do i exist, do i not?
whip my wrist in the pot
she suck my d***, that's my glock

i got your boo on my cock again
shawty hooting and hollering
i am the shooter, i'm targeting 🎯
my d*** a big mac , im parking it
i enlargen it in a retarded b****
shes smarter than she looks, it's marketing
shoot a starry-eyed b****'s heart apart, i win
ur life a farce, a fib
i eat lobsters, i'm bargaining
at the docks, i'm bargeing in
she seasick off semen, she barfing j***
i smoke reef, she house peeps, no apartmentses
my thoughts be compartmentalalin'
i restart, cuz i let the mentalness win
i let my metal thing swing
im on my anakin tip
now eat this light saber baby
thats the spice violator crazy
schizo psycho diary maybe
i inspire winners, truth-tellers and babies

I can’t trade what I like for currency
I don’t think life is much deserved to me
My mistakes seems fatalistic, like one trip and I’m setting off the urgency
You need to be realistic, hail hits with a force of hesitation you don’t play with
This field feels like mine, prepare for detonation
Where I’m from, you learn to take what’s earned in your estimation
That’s why I don’t risk biting God’s hand
And I ain’t Drake, so I won’t wait for God’s plan
I think age brings a little bit of conviction for weary
The way I think, I feel friction in relationships like they can’t really relate to this, barely
Idolized my parents, but I see the flaws of them more apparent
Ionize my lyrics, but I feel it’s all just venting for appearance

Shoutout my guy richie he just bought another house
Shoutout to michelle she showed me what’s under her blouse
I am not a beatle but i made her twist and shout
That’s my addy rae bae she really like to pout
Southside J went chanelly on the pouch
2012 genuinely went versace on the couch
Got the bimm dad said that’s a lot
Got my bro a matching one, mashallah

a. spice bout tuh take flight
aint a bird aint a hero just a guy
got 150,000 ways to say bye
r u gay or u straight or will u stay bi
me i'm an ace guy, call a spade a spade right
i stay faded when i raise high
elevation in the same sky
they was runnin them trains by
mile pilin' the AI
i told S grab the KY
im f***in up this game like
gun shoot backwards and it take lives
she got ass, got cake thighs
she half blasian from stateside
i stay fried, i'm baked like...🙄

stay cool but all my tracks got heat in it
leather boots with the heel in it
wool and mohair pants got the pleat in it
got my hands in the dough im kneadin it

When it’s go time
You already know slime
I don’t mean I’m on Roku
When I say I’m in my own Prime
Going dumb
Intelligent life? No signs…
A modern rapper
That you can actually quote rhymes
No co-signs
Did it on my own the whole time
Trigger-nometry, hit em at the right angle
With the cosine
Stuntin on em, hit em the Kurt Angle
A clothesline
Clockstopper wrist
I done f***ed around and froze time
Quarterbackin like E-40
I don’t even have an o-line

i eat lobsters, i'm bargaining
at the docks, i'm bargeing in

could be in london
could be in spain
latin women driving me insane
high IQ she giving me brain
p**** look good on the plane
better looking than Shakira
bedroom ceiling with the mirror
stare into her eyes she a light weight
niggas toupee
what ya watch say?
i could be out in nice or in barclay
she wanna party with a nigga out in Marseille
hoe!

Hands two and ten
Gassed and booted, I can't move a limb
Waymo out my body
Got me ghost ridin' this human skin

Ket inside a lolly
Acid blotters in beluga tins
Base all in my arms
Brother wiggin out Khruangbin

venting to my girl she got that mouth plenum
she wear the pants when we f***, im in that raw denim

Close my eyes and drop the shades
The world's a tan salon
Whatever heat and light you keep inside
It feeds the cancer on

back in the O,
i whip the crack in the stove
crack like the back of her hole
she get cracked like a can of the coke
she on coke she on ice she on dope
she want smoke, i want throat, i got hope
i got hope i can focus on things i control
my heart is not lonely my arm is just h****
my thoughts be provokey, just words they can't hurt me
no patience, i'm urgent
i stay slaying and hurting
i'm saner in-person
i want brain i deserve it

Massive Attack on your microphone
Might give the Radiohead
We need Less Jake’s
But they say Ska is dead (No Doubt)
I got Alice In Chains
I’m Jamming Pearls up her ass
She looks like the Enema Of The State
If you Blink really fast
Ima Smash Mouth
Then Ima be Smashing Pumpkins
All up in that Chumbawumba
When we’re Tubthumping

ion make eye contact i contact uncontacted tribes
contact that, contract signed
i dont wear eye contacts cuz i see context bright
you contract lice, don't call back spice
don't make me call back twice
my pride my ego fall back wide
we shoot a p***o no Comcast vibe
i broadcast live,
add her to my contacts and i combat guys
i get top, ass, thighs, i'm hard like cacti
travis cactus jack a long con, tactics on cloud 9

She cheeked like Sandy, want the hemp leaves and the stick
Treat your family like the ending of The Mist
Bend to the knee, see this seed coming from the d***
Anchovy pizza, I see the dough even though you acting fish
Rapping s***, and you know me in Ibiza, while you acting b****
Moving fast like anoles, got my Visa, I’m packing it
No patrolling, just parole me, I ain’t by Pisa, you have to ship
No locating, I flow plane it
Know you leave us, lack the sense
This my vocation, it’s so blatant
Grab a check and pass this hit

Runnin' out of crutches
Leanin' younger
Gettin' hipper placements hip replacements

But you ain't gettin' younger
Motherfucker
That's degeneration

shoot more rope than indiana jones
i might shoot more dope, with my hand as a hole
molly water and lean, i be bricked like supreme
i be higher than beams, your smell's inspired by beans
farting out these ironed white jeans
i change topics cuz that s*** is so gross
its 6am and the sun hasn't poked
no no no, don't drop the soap
that trauma lost all your hope
i pull up on a boat
im a leonida legend
she swallow c***thru her throat
she put a gun to my throat
dont tell a s*** bout this ho
im like suck up, go and blow
s*** shut up, open choke
i shoot ropes, i cast webs
i'm half-dead but i'm rising
it all computes like i'm Ryzen
i take her money like Verizon