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Gonorrhea

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Yeah

Sound like my mic is dry

Ugh, I am not a human

Shout to all my moon men

Yeah they call me Tune

Got them bitches tuned in

It's a crazy world, so I stay in mine

And niggas don't cross the line

Niggas stay in line

Like welfare, I'm St. Elsewhere

Hotter than a devil, nigga hell yeah

Roc-a-bye baby, homicide baby

That's more tear drops, call me cry baby

What you talkin' 'bout? Tell it to my nine

Cut your tongue out, mail it to your moms

I'm the young God, swagga un-flawed

Bitch I'm in the building, you in a front yard

Life's a bitch, nahh better yet a dumb broad

And I bet I can fuck the world and make it cum hard

Yeah, you boys is washed up

And I'm shittin' on 'em like 2 Girls and 1 Cup

Weezy Baby aka bring the money home

Pull out a AK and pop ya in ya funny bone

Laugh now, die later motherfucker

You's a bitch like Zeta Phi Beta motherfucker

Yeah, call it how I see ya

I wish I never met ya, I wouldn't wanna be ya

Pussy ass nigga I don't want your gonorrhea

Yeah, I call it how I see ya

I wish I never met ya, I wouldn't wanna be ya

Pussy ass nigga I don't want your gonorrhea

Man I'm so tired of ballin' I sleep a lot now

I'll let my goons rush ya like Moscow

Gun at ya eyebrow... pow pow

Man I ball hard even with 5 fouls

Yeah we in this bitch like tampons

Dump you in the woods, now get ya camp on

Choke hold around this shit cause I'm so hands on

I get high as fuck and Polo sheets is what I lands on

Back against the wall and my two feet is what I stand on

Diva in the room, she blowin' me just like a band horn

Got her on her knees, the same knees that she be prayin' on

Now she just text her girlfriend with a capital U can join

Yeah, what y'all wanna do I'm all ears

Smoking on that headband, call that shit that Paul Pierce

I'm just so ahead of my time like dog years

Bald like Solange, India Arie, Britney Spears haha

Yeah, call it how I see ya

I wish I never met ya, I wouldn't wanna be ya

Pussy ass nigga I don't want your gonorrhea

Yeah, I call it how I see ya

I wish I never met ya, I wouldn't wanna be ya

Pussy ass nigga I don't want your gonorrhea (uh, yeah)

Pussy ass nigga I don't want your gonorrhea

I aaaaamm, spending much more than I'm making on these cars

And these vacations, is that too much information?

I just bought a Lamborghini, I'm not even into racing

With a windshield full of tickets cause I live right by the station

I aaaamm, tryna figure out why you so mad at me

Yes I'm with Young Money tell that magazine stop asking me

I be with the dread with the tattoos on his head

And a flag the color red like a fucking low battery, okay

Nigga peep this shit I'm wylin' on

I be with your baby momma, you be with your child at home

Big Moe, Big Red, two cups made of Styrofoam

Big cheese, big bread call that shit a calzone, okay

I will break your fucking collar bone

Us against the world, better pick which fuckin' side you on

Wayne got a Bugatti that he steady putting mileage on

And we about to kill 'em, C4, Mr. Carter's homeee

Yeah, call it how I see ya

I wish I never met ya, I wouldn't wanna be ya

We some asshole niggas, call us diarrhea

The money keep growing

Yep it's growing like a chea

Yeah, I call it how I see ya

Y'all some pussy ass niggas, we should call ya gonorrhea

Uh, you keep talkin' that shit I'mma see ya

Kill ya senorita and and fuckin' mama mia, ughh

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