[Chorus: Josh Cortes]
Uh, yeah, alright, this girl sinister
She the type to cheat, but only when you play Twister
Small-minded hoes, pipe down this literature
They tend to hate on ya but they can't get rid of ya
I ain't going nowhere, girl you know I'm your Apple Cinnamon
Find the Forbidden fruit, bite it, fuck take ten of em
GMO, a specimen, and a workout regimen
If the bitch bad, good dick, shit imma' give her some

[Verse 1: Josh Cortes]
In these rough times, take off the blinds
Had ten dimes, one for the times, it lasted at least ten times, uh
Go and shut the fuck up, just let me talk, hoe (Mula)
C4 on the Seafloor, bout' to go off, (Oooff)
Quite nuclear, amazing' what pineapple could do for ya
What I'll do to yah, although I truly a- want to be your father
My mind divine, babe I could take your life farther
Oh, don't bother, it was an honor to be your doctor
But why bother telling you my feelings?
Why try harder? either way, they gon' paint you a villain
Cycle goes on because you couldn't handle the demons
Not me, fuck the devil, we out making a killin'

[Chorus: Josh Cortes]
Yeah, alright, this girl sinister
She the type to cheat, but only when you play Twister
Small-minded hoes, pipe down this literature
They tend to hate on ya but they can't get rid of ya
Yeah, her man's told me that his girl never betrayed him
So, keep your mouth shut, 'cause women got ultimatums
It's a sticky situation, cause the tongue always elates them
It's the big-mouthed ones, that always cause the mayhem (Oooff)
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Lil' Tune flow sinister, I'ma finish ya (had to do it again)
Many men gon' need ministers, I'm amen-in' 'em (yeah)
Enemies, I'm the enema, I'ma shit on them
Just like my keys, drop my genitals on her dental work (ooof)
My thots I keep confidential or it's consequential
Our philosophies unidentical, I'm not into ya
My Siamese brother Benjamin, it's how I stick to him
These diamond B's all VVs, I call em' Vivica
Skatin' underneath a bridge, stay hustlin' as it is
Make money, feed the kids, ain't nothin' in the fridge
Wake up, repeat the sins, eight blunts, I needed ten
Stay muddy 'til the lid, eight-hundred, eat a dick

[Chorus: Josh Cortes]
Yeah, alright, this girl sinister
She the type to cheat, but only when you play Twister
Small-minded hoes, pipe down this literature
They tend to hate on ya but they can't get rid of ya
I ain't going nowhere, girl you know I'm your Apple Cinnamon
Find the Forbidden fruit, bite it, fuck take ten of em'
GMO, of a specimen, and a workout regimen
If the bitch bad, good dick, yeah I'mma give her some

[Outro: Josh Cortes]
Yeah, alright, this girl sinister
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, this girl sinister
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, alright, this girl sinister
Never lied in my rhymes, go ask your sister
Just some thangs you just can't change
My mind frame ensures that forever I reign
Motherfucker