These bitches want They looking for a em it ain't likely Said she a ring like Carmelo Must be on white like Othello All you want is But the ones just like you like me
I don't play, I make time But if you need dick I got you and I yam the line Pour up for RIP C RIP Trayvon, that nigga just like me Woo, buzzin', woo! That my little cousin, he got a trade His girl keep the scales, a mermaid We out by the pool, some mermaids Me and gel Like with them bangs Now that's a real You been holding breath down Punk madre, punk He don't for me But he for me And that's enough We don't much or nothin' But when we talkin' about We good discussion I met his friends last week, like they're up to something good for us
We'll let you guys let you guys prophesy We gon' see the first We'll let you guys We see the future first Living so the night feels like a past life Speaking of the, know what got into people Devil be possessin Demons try to body Why you think I'm in bitch wearing a fucking Yarmulke on me like the rain Weed into glitter Rain, We out on this wet floor turf, no Astro Mesmerized how the glow Look at all the people dance I know your nigga came with you But he ain't you We human and it's humid in these Balmains I mean my balls sticking in my We breathin pheremones, Amber Sippin' lemonades
I may be but I'll look after you We're not in love, but I'll love to you When you're not I'll save some for you I'm not him but mean something to you mean something to you I'll mean to you You got a he'll hear what we do only awkward if you're fucking him too