[Intro]
You can't tell me on the phone
Quit tryna set me up with hoes
Rip my chest out on'a phone
Should've said you was alone
I got caught up with barista
Hunnid-round drum look like pizza

[Verse]
Deep in her throat, I'm fucking that bitch, she do the Batista
(Fucked around told her, "Keep them cheeks up")
And I told that lil' bitch, "This my freaky song" uh, yeah
You know I'm booted, I'm really a geeker, huh, yeah, yeah
Went to go buy me a chop but I had molly all over my tongue
You know you don't wanna walk and leave yo' body all over my rug
Popping out wit' K's, we looking like Taliban
Sent you a song then leave you irrelevant
You look like a [?], you look like a bеllybutton
That bitch she a thot, she said that she cеlibate
I'm sendin' these shots, you know I'm the delegate
I stepped out in what? My fit costed hella bands
Too many people, I know I got hella fans
And don't analyze me, I still do hella sins
My biddie so fine, you know that she heaven sent
This blizzy so fye, that bih' got me elevate
I took that ho out, yeah for the hell of it
You took your lil' route and that was the end of it
I'm only around just to innovate
I'm tryna [?] tryna end the hate
You got tears in yo' face, went pape' for pape'
I got two bitches on me, that's Zay-way (Yuh)
[Outro]
No ho, I can't trust a thing
[?] damn, that's a slain
Off my turf, think there was a bang
This ain't nerf, leave you with a stain