Wanna tingle my sense? It ain´t safe Snakes slither, I´ve caught it on their face Couple long beats, and y´all feeling my pain?
Fuck the neck, bitch, give me that brain Fuck the fake, don´t give me handshakes Big cribs, she getting misplaced Big dick, she getting rearranged She be singing, I call her T-Pain
Ballin´ since 2016 My dollars in the locker room, bitches Yao Ming (Ay, uh) My tele got a size two, I dress celebrant (Uh!) She sucking on the cock but I call her Dyson We not the same, you standing next to me All of you hoes need beta-carotene You dead and drained, I change my batteries In all the pain, I fought the sin I block the demons, talk to him I walked again, I dropped again You missed a shot, I pulled the pin
I pick your thoughts, I smell the bait You said you hot (Huh) Ice gonna melt before you globe trot Y´all humbling, bitch, I let the clothes dry Plus six two, no it ain´t a butt dial I´m the blueprint, I ain´t worried if we both drop Yo bitch, in my crib sippin´ bone broth