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(Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah, what?) Number one rule, she gon' suck the dick from the back if I ask her Rule number two (Oh my god), haha, uhm, I don't have a dick, hahaha Bitch, I been a fuckin' psycho since I was an infant Kids a fuckin' monster, I feel like I'm Ben 10 Niggas bug at me, I don't fuck with you insects Heard they don't want smoke, they scared of the [?] Feelin' like I'm Tay-K, I'll turn you to past tense Oh, you pussy niggas, I swear this your last chance I'm about my dollar, my niggas don't make cents Been a fuckin' psycho since I was an infant Okay, like, Gucci on me, seven on my collar I don't fuck with with snakes Stick on me, stick on- stick on me, [?] Favorite hoodie, 444 in camo, she thought it was Bape Her favorite king, y'all her favorite king, she said it was rap You niggas is rats, remindin' me of 6ix9ine Water on my neck remind me of a riptide I tie her up, she lookin' cute in zip ties Thick thighs, she gon' ride my dick, like zip line What I'm sayin', yeah, when is you gonna put me on a song? Cause you already know, once I get on that, I'm takin' all your clout Some of you never got no pussy and it fuckin' shows Wish a nigga would, he gon' have to find the dragon balls SongtextePosted up on your main bitch Snapchat, and I'm suckin' toes Feelin' kinda cute, might rob your boyfriend, I don't know Wrist bands on me, runnin' shit like Fitbit Hit her from the back, twist her spine, just like RipStik Spit in her mouth, then I told her, "Drink, bitch" Big drip got me feelin' like a sink, bitch (Ayy) Big stick on my body, got me lookin' like I'm hiking, ayy I just caught a battery charge, shocking, but [?], uh Blade on me, like Meta Knight, get it right Or get stabbed in the middle night, uh I got bars, like a pedal bike, fight a dyke Niggas talkin' shit like I won't shoot 'em, right, uh I like your bitch, ooh, I do You talkin' shit, but, who are you? Ooh, you in my DM's? Oh, that's your BM? Left them on red, like suwoop, uh I work magic, like voodoo, uh Niggas watch me, like YouTube, uh Make it disappear, like Houdini, ayy Now I'm tryna find you, like Blue's Clues Bitch, I been a fuckin' psycho since I was an infant Kids a fuckin' monster, I feel like I'm Ben 10 Niggas bug at me, I don't fuck with you insects Heard they don't want smoke, they scared of the [?] Feelin' like I'm Tay-K, I'll turn you to past tense Oh, you pussy niggas, I swear this your last chance I'm about my dollar, my niggas don't make cents Been a fuckin' psycho since I was an infant Look, okay, now used to pray for me, all the police always chased me, huh Five bands on these Robin jeans, these not Old Navy, uh My whip got no keys, I push to start it, like Lil Baby, uh I walk in the party with my [?], it's on safety, wait That's kind of dangerous, Joey You might never see light of day again, Joey I'm trapped in these bars with some pay per view Holy shit, I didn't pay for the internet, brodie It might get cut off, suddenly, lights out I be fuckin' on your bitch when it's nights out Never talk shit nowadays, niggas type now Gotta keep a cap lock in case they wanna fight now Bitch, then it's back to my case I cannot fuck her if she don't have MySpace I'ma need [?] before you eat at fuckin' my place I won't tell a thooter where I live, she get the highway Bitch, been a fuckin' psycho since I was an infant All my bitches is poppin', I never get limp dick She gon' give me top, I said, "Swallow it, don't spit" This ain't Harry Potter, I'm whippin' a whole pot Make it disappear, got my shit on the whole block This a fuckin' Rolex, it never be on time Twenty-thousand dollars, I bought me a whole clock, like, look Bitches, uh, on me, uh I know, uh, I'm sorry I don't love you, baby, uh I just want the toppy, uh Rule number five, never tell your kids that Santa Claus is a lie, what the fuck is wrong with you? I grew up like, fuckin', I'm-I'm not even a kid. Where's my childhood? (Why would you fuckin' lie to me?) Fucked up in the Audi with your bitch, she take her shirt off, uh Me in that Benzo, all I do is fuckin' skrt off, uh I'm sorry I had to go off on y'all, haha, that's aggressive They say that I'm the best and all, ehh, that offensive My clothes is not from the mall at all, haha, they expensive These haters, I might just kill them all, yeah, times effective I guess I'm gone, mm, look I'm with your mom, mm, look We at the mall, mm, look Might spend it all Aus Songtexte Mania