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★★★★★★ [lyrics]
Hey baby mama wouldya let me get an autograph
You a gangster, you a player, you got hella cash
Word on the street is you a p i m p
Im tryna holla can you get me off the streets?
Im tryna be the little spoon, wrapped all up in ya cocoon
Touch ya tiddies in the moon, read you poetry on zoom
You been sleepin in my room, sheets smell like your perfume
Y’know i dig you like a dune, ur the most popular cartoon
Ima kanker sister, you all three ed edd and eddys
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I don’t really know what that means but
I’ll chase you round the cul de sac as long as i need to
Just to take you out, babygirl im tryna feed you
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★★★★★[lyrics]
Honestly im feelin better, since you left me
No more rain it’s better weather, new shorty texting
New cut and a crew neck sweater, im feelin’ sexy
Honestly im feelin’ better, since you left me
Honestly, that took a lotta me
And now i feel like i can finally take night for me
I’ll call some honey dips, we smokin’ hella shit
At last the anti-hero fully becomes villainous
Im bout to burn it down, be we been burnt it down
I wanna shut it down, but i can’t shut it down
Wanted to settle down, but im the mayor of this town
Dominiking, hella wifeys, where’s my crown
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★★★★★★ [lyrics]
I don’t care what you tell ya friends bout me
Gold casio on wrist cause im icy
I promise you, you don’t know a thing about me
saw your boyfriend at the party now he wanna fight me
Can’t believe all this drama that surrounds me
promise im just tryna do the right thing like spike lee
i don’t care what ya friends say bout me
Im just me and i guess i say it proudly
Go and tell my story talk me like a legend
Tell ya best friend that i busted in like 47 seconds
Go and tell it
Make me sound like im the worst dude in the room
Only special when you rode me like a broom you little witch
bet you told them that i cried, a little bitch
I don’t care that’s who i am i get emotional a little fuckin bit
But that’s me, i love me, for my blood and sweat and tears
Not for girlies who be whisperin’ into ears so i tellem like
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★★★★★★ [lyrics]
Whoa, i don’t think you know just who the fuck you talking 2
It’s fucking angel boo, not tryna get what you deserve
Breakfast in bed, ima eat you in my shirt
Lemme take you to the point of no return
Babygirl im dr. doom
Im liking all the pink shit in ya room
Tryna kiss ya neck you tryna make a move
Lil shorty with a tude
Never asked to roll my weed, u rollin’ two
Ima have to kick this loca to the moon
Whoa, i don’t think you know just who the fuck you talking 2
It’s fucking angel boo, not tryna give me no respect
I make fun of you, you punch me in my chest
If i go missing then you know she left me dead
Babygirl im doctor strange
Won’t even let me hit my fucking range
Tryna exchange witcha brains but you a lame
I guess we all the same
It’s like the classic old saying
“Opp…. i don’t remember”
Whoa, i don’t think you know just who the fuck you talking 2
It’s fucking angel boo, you wrap your fingers round my neck
I just vibe witchu especially when we sex
Im just playin’ shorty….unless
Damn babygirl i hear you lookin’ for an iron man
How bout a spider-man? I’ll still protect you in my web
With great power, and what uncle ben said
To always have a honey up in ya bed
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★★★★★★ [lyrics]
Wassup lil mama, heard you comin’ to my party
You could come a lil early before everything gets started i got
Big blunts, and i know you got me hearted
You been starin’ at my lips while i been talkin’
U been tryna get, my attention
Well i want attention too
Lotta hotties at my party but im tryna dance witchu
You be lookin’ in my eyes across the room
I could only imagine what kinda crazy shit to me you tryna do
I heard ya bestie tryna cuddle room for 2
We could have a whole slumber party in my room
Painting my nails in the moon,
The polish black, now im exploring the tattoos on ya back
Tracing ink until you tell me to attack
I think i’m ready to attack girl,
I think i’m ready to attack
I think i’m ready to attack girl,
I think i’m ready to attack
But only if you ready
Not like we both goin steady
I love watching while you fuck
Teasin’ me when we wake up with a handfulla butt (good morning)
Wassup lil mama, heard you comin’ to my party
You could come a lil early before everything gets started i got
Big blunts, and i know you got me hearted
You been starin’ at my lips while i been talkin’
U been tryna get, my attention
Well i want attention too
only want me when there’s ladies in the room
What the fuck you tryna do
Even when jealous shorty hella cute
guess you tryna keep the angel all for you
You a demon its the truth
Got me turnin’ to stone like medusa
And yeah you bad to the bone a seduca
And you like to get nasty muy sucia
Like to make me nervous cause it suits ya
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★★★★★★ [lyrics]
I see you when i smoke my blunt, you fuckin’ up my high
roll up once i put one out because im just that type of guy
Catch me layin’ on the grass, eyes is pointed at the sky
And they red you don’t gotta ask me why
I thought of you last night when i was chillen with guys
When they asked me what was wrong i said im chillen dude just fried
Sometimes i need some air and so i take a step outside
World reminds me that i’m just here for the ride
Can’t control my thoughts can’t control my feelings
When i get high it’s like i feel what young jean grey was dealing
With, only question is will i become the phoenix if
I don’t blast off and get possessed during the whole trip
I think im tryna fly, like a balloon, and if,
too high i pop, I guess it’s cool, death is
Wait i think im cooked, boutta dead the spliff
And maybe like a feather i’ll come
Floating to the ground
Or come crashing tumbling down
To my bed, wish it titties though
And now i’ll drift and i’ll dream this music video
Killer headache from missin’ ya suga serial
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★★★★★★ [lyrics]
Sometimes i feel like i swear the future is listening
I feel like i control the universe im livin’ in
Think of shorty then she text, (check)
Kinda horny i get sex, (wet)
Swear i wearin infinite stones snap my finger tips
I got more than half a Mind to crack dutches down the line, and i got the honey Power
To make any cutie mine, Realistically i grind til they buildin’ me a shrine
Cause my old Soul’s the purest of all Space and Time
You say manifesting, i call it taking what’s mine
And you know i don’t give a fuck and
That’s the bottom fucking line
Stone cold said so
Rocky said get the peso
So ima use santeria to get high up like sublime, baby
Uh, or ima fucking die tryin’ maybe
Ima shop my world to my graphic design crazy
I know the times lately could have a nigga down
But i feel like im the sheriff in this town
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released June 11, 2020
