Lyrics
Love you
I really, I really love you
Love you
I really, I really love you
Love you
I really, I really love you
Love you
I really, I really love you
Okay, Mr. Misfit, but I ain't missed a fit in months, huh
Did some rich shit, buy Gucci Pampers for my Runtz (okay)
I get so much brain, I lose my mind put on a new one
I guess what they say about the mind kinda true, huh?
Damn, terrible thing to waste (true)
New watch the color, just spoke to me, a purp was in the face
New rap niggas, they ghostin' me, hilarious in a way
Might smack a nigga too close to me, while Classic taking my coat from me
I blast her throat with the dopest dick
She overdose on the dopamine
Luckily, I be low as keys
Overseas, I be ODB
I'm the one that turned the arch to gold like Micky D
Them thunder thuns they throw me more funds then, poppy seeds
Domincani mami, all she say is, "Smino papi, see"
Hardly can't speak no English but countin' up the guap with ease
(Uh-huh)
(Love you)
Yeah, baby, that's why I (love you)
Yeah, huh
Lil' baby, that's why I
Said, "Fuck all that singin', bitch, I'm back on dirty" (back on dirty)
Never leave the squad, on God, I'm Michael Irvin (Michael Irvin)
Too thirsty AM, she tryna slurp me (freaky frog)
Bitch, you can't live this life, you don't deserve it
I been workin', your tribe a ho, got me, a whole tribe of hoes
Fuck the world with no condom on
And then find a song that I can vomit on
Bad bitch do what I say like my name was Simeon
Netflix, and sex on her couch, soon as I leave, bitch, sign me out
St. Louis up like we in the trees
Stir-fried rice like Vietnamese
Long hard trigger, I'm Keanu Reeves
Roll when the bitches wanna meet me
Girl, that pussy cold, make it popsicle
Outshine all these hoes, no obstacle
Countrier then Kool-Aid and bags of hot pickle