Ah ah ah ahhh (Oh god damn)(Ooh) I'm gonna fackin cum (Oh shit)(oh yeah) Fack fack faack, (Fuck I am) (Ooh) I am, I'm going to cum I'm cumming (oh yeah) Shove a gerbil in your ass through a tube I never seen no shit like this, This bitch can twist like a

I got you, ooh Now you're thinkin' about it Girl you're thinkin' about it What we got here How we fuckin' got here They recognize They just recognize I'm in a life without a home so this recognition's not enough

Ooh, ah (Ooh, ah) Fuck a fake smile, smile After laughter comes tears I'm happy for the love and all of the above If I'm being honest, I done been through way too much I can't fake another smile I can't fake like I'm alright And I won't say I'm feeling

Do my dance on your dick, ooh you know you love this shit. Do my dance on your chick, ooh you know she love the dick. Fuck it, fuck it right boy Do my dance on your dick, ooh you know you love this shit. Do my dance on your chick, ooh you know she love

Hello? Oh my God I know this ain't you calling me again Oof, ooh my God Yeah, yeah, it's him What in the fuck did I tell you about calling me? You found out 'bout who? Yeah, I bet you did found out about him who Yeah, I fuck with him, I fuck with him for

(Yeah yeah) Crib is dimensional, my bitch is seminal Orange Dickies suit like a sand town criminal Hundreds be indigo, bitches identical Aim at the imbeciles (wooh wooh wooh) Yeah, fuck up a check now, my family set now She gon' have sex now Guap on this

And you are unforgettable I need to get you alone I'm gonna sip on this drink, when I'm fucked up I should know how to pick up I'm gonna catch the rhythm While she push up against me, ooh, is she tipsy? I had enough convo for 24 I peep'd you from across

Uh, ooh, open it up Uh, ooh, Kriss Kross jump Uh, ooh, with a bale in the trunk Uh, ooh, shells in the pump Woo, woo woo Coupe with the wings (brr) Fuck that bitch, don't buy no ring (buy no rings) Hundred chains for the team, whole gang (yeah) Shit do

Now I'm not really one for drinking songs but Don't wanna think about you right now Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh 'Cause if I did, it would be damn bad And I'd show up at your house I was screaming at your door Saying "what the fuck is wrong with you?" I thought

If he finds out I don't give a fuck, ooh yeah That nigga ain't gon' do shit I don't care Your boyfriend ain't shit He be fucking with your bestfriend And I don't give a fuck, no He be lying