(Twysted Genius, baby)
(Ant Chamberlain, that's a hundred points)
I just gotta warm up
Ayy, uh
Said I need it right now, you cut all of the lights out
You could see me like 3D
Hit bro on a trap phone, I know he get a pack gone
He move shit like it's Ouija
I do shit with a mask on, like fuck it, let's get this task on
No, these niggas can't see me
And I rock Chanel, so much double C's
Would've thought I was crip, but these niggas wanna be me
Burberry, I ain't havin' no baby though
She wanna fuck but I know she a crazy ho
Give her dick, know I probably could drive her Miss Daisy though
Born in 2000, I'm dope like the 80's though
Pussy gotta be bald like Common head
Give me head first, bitch, I thought that was common sense
'Fore I slide in the fishbowl, I'll cop a rental, hit the opp's block
Bet we'll slide with tint
Hit the opp block, bet we slide with tint
They done slid once, they ain't been sliding since
Good pussy so I might just slide the Benz
I got good dick, she don't wanna slide her friends
You a lame, better come on my side to win
I'll pop my shit for the freeski, uh
I signed a deal, I made more than a mil'
It ain't go to my head, no BC
And she give me thot vibes, she treeshy
Probably would've fucked once but she creepy
She don't fuck, I'ma palm her like she Keke
Give her five to the face just 'cause she need it
Got my nieces, Raeyah, England, and that's Tete
I'm a reaper like I'm Reese
Know I'd probably feel better if they all be dead
They talking down, we want all they head
Want 'em dead, get 'em ghost like Casper
Yeah, it's true I was broke before I was a rapper
But I was still fucking your bitch, had your bitch in the back of the back
Give her dick, you could ask her
Would've ran laps but I got asthma
Started Off White lows now designer my fashion
I feel better when I'm getting cash in
Follow my drip, do that with a passion
Said I need it right now, you cut all of the lights out
You could see me like 3D
Hit bro on a trap phone, I know he get a pack gone
He move shit like it's Ouija
I do shit with a mask on, like fuck it, let's get this task on
No, these niggas can't see me
And I rock Chanel, so much double C's
Would've thought I was crip, but these niggas wanna be me
Burberry, I ain't havin' no baby though
She wanna fuck but I know she a crazy ho
Give her dick, know I probably could drive her Miss Daisy though
Born in 2000, I'm dope like the 80's though
Pussy gotta be bald like Common head
Give me head first, bitch, I thought that was common sense
'Fore I slide in the fishbowl, I'll cop a rental, hit the opp's block
Bet we'll slide with tint
Hit the opp block, now they dead, pop they head
Brodie been going fed, he see red
I be on stone time, cop a sled
He wanna talk a lot, call him Ted
And I got a couple racks that I could shred
I done did it hundred times
I had fifty inside of my Glick
Now a nigga went up and my clip hold a hundred rounds
Won't trade a dime for a penny, hit a hundred dimes
Say she wanna eat at Beni's, know she out of line
She don't act right, she gon' be out of time
I'ma kick her out of my whip, I ain't even lying
And she look at me like, "Damn boy, you fine"
Get off the yak and she on demon time
I let her nut first and she be fine
We go again, she cum a second time
When I slide, I got two keys
Red or the red, I don't do black
True that a nigga got rich
But you get out of line, I'll beat a nigga blue black
And he hatin' ass nigga I knew that, ayy
But hatin' don't get no money
Hang 'round nine broke niggas, you'll be the tenth one true shit
No, I ain't no dummy
Said I need it right now, you cut all of the lights out
You could see me like 3D
Hit bro on a trap phone, I know he get a pack gone
He move shit like it's Ouija
I do shit with a mask on, like fuck it, let's get this task on
No, these niggas can't see me
And I rock Chanel, so much double C's
Would've thought I was crip, but these niggas wanna be me
Burberry, I ain't havin' no baby though
She wanna fuck but I know she a crazy ho
Give her dick, know I probably could drive her Miss Daisy though
Born in 2000, I'm dope like the 80's though
Pussy gotta be bald like Common head
Give me head first, bitch, I thought that was common sense
'Fore I slide in the fishbowl, I'll cop a rental, hit the opp's block
Bet we'll slide with tint
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