sriracha

Hey man, the— the fuck you mean you ain't heard of no fuckin'—

Lentra the God (uh)

And them dollars made my spidey sense a-ring-a-ring-ring

And that booty on that thottie made me spring-a-spring-spring

Then I took her to my pad, made her sing-a-sing-sing

First she ask me for a fling, now she cling-a-cling-cling

And she's bossy, but she threw it

Boy, you hella saucy, did you stew it?

Wonder what it cost me, I threw some shoes in

Ice be on my body, I'm never bruising

Ayy, yeah, four flights, one month

Bitch, I'm from the future

Catch this baby going beast mode

She hit me with the nudie

Whip an L class, find me triple stepping on my scootie

Stuck at half mast 'cause you know your mommy is my tutor

I'm a tall man, why she tryna give me top, man?

Rubber band man

Can he toss it, all of the rain, man?

Rain dance, take another L with a goofy thot

No chance, love getting money, call it romance

Hey, you sussy boys, are you hungry?

I see you tryna bite my sound

But it sounded kinda funky

And them dollars made my spidey sense a-ring-a-ring-ring

And that booty on that thottie made me spring-a-spring-spring

Then I took her to my pad, made her sing-a-sing-sing

First she ask me for a fling, now she cling-a-cling-cling

And she's bossy, but she threw it

Boy, you hella saucy, did you stew it?

Wonder what it cost me, I threw some shoes in

Ice be on my body, I'm never bruising, ayy

Ayy, let me break it down

I got a bad bitch tryna jump my bones and her booty round

Ayy, you see my whip's on fleek, yeah

Pink flames, pink Fiat, baby is a treat

Yeah, of course I'm eatin' all my salads

'Cause they stuffed with greens, yeah

This baby's got a German coochie, really made me scream

So I might just tour the world and grab the bag

I'm really keen

Yeah, I'm really on that goofy shit

But ain't no Charlie Sheen