[Intro]. Intro]. Awhooo, let's get it. . [Verse 1]. Grab a gyro and a cold pop cause I'm a roll. I ain't making no stops bitches stay tryna throw shots.
Yeah. Yeah. Sugar Trap. (Rule number 1). Don't worry about a bitch who never been in your place. Always move in silence, never question your fate. (Rule number 2).
I bury a nigga before I bury the hatchet. Excuse my ratchet. I remember 20 degrees without no jacket. Heatin' up with matches. Motherfuckers ain't scarred like me, got hard like me.
Know exactly what I want, I want that Ken and De'arra. Something that's gon' last through the summertime weather. Need me a man who gon' be down with whatever.
Open legs, then the headboard break. Slow strokes while we listening to Drake (Turn it up!). Keep going till a bitch 'bout to faint (It's hot!). I'ma have you trickin' like a prank (Ohhh!).
Nothing tacky 'bout my Acnique. The inside the most attracting. Hair ain't really that nappy. If I stop comparing it to Yaki. Been walked over so much.
Her name must be Karen 'cause you just stopped caring. Broke my heart now it needs some repairing. With no bitch, I'm gon' be out here sharing. All you hear is "I" like you 'bout to start daring.
Let me hit the same pose. Pussy deep, sinkhole. See my pic, won't scroll. Watching me, episode. Breaking up a happy home. If he see me in a thong. I post a pic and he moan.
Hide my money, none less. Or I'll put a treasure in your chest. Hoes faces say they need rest. [?] bitches is a mess. I'm fly as hell so he wanna smash.
Let it bang on a hoe. Big toy, G.I. Joe. You can't fuck, that's a no. I am picky, afro. Bank on tic-tac-toe. All you see is 0, 0, 0's. Bitch, you know I'm in my glow.
Saucy, saucy, so damn bossy. Pussy creaming in his coffee. Guaranteed he 'bout to stalk me. If he's walkie, we can't talkie, nope. These bitches washed up, Dove soap.
Lemme know what the fuck goin' on. Who the fuck is that callin' yo phone?. Why you yellin' nigga? Watch yo tone. Man you gotta be higher than a drone.
I thought I came but I peed on the dick. Pubic hair got inches, that's weave on the dick. Pussy like a tree, it got leaves on the shit. Bang bang this pussy, Chief Keef with the dick.
Man got a man, that's what's up! (that's what's up!). Love is love, who give a fuck? (give a fuck!). Girl on girl, they like "yup". But when it's man on man they like "yuck".
I was hungry as hell writing this shit. I don't even give no fuck. Let's go. . Cinnamon toast crunch, cinna cinnamon toast crunch. Cinnamon toast crunch, cinna cinnamon toast crunch (Yo! Yo!).
Pullin' up with my hitman (skrrt). Stay armed like a wristband. I don't kick it with no hoe. If you wanna kick it get a kickstand (fuck off). All these bitches is big fans (big fans).
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[Verse 1]. Blowing up my phone cause I got bomb pussy. I'm not from the hood I am from my mom pussy. I talk shit thats what I do, talk shit till my face blue.
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Babies killing babies, people starving in Haiti. Men nutting in women then disappear for the baby. Promoters acting shady, a bunch of em no Brady. Jail full of our brothers, cause fathers was way too lazy.