BabyWipe

Aye, yuh, yuh, yuh (CashMoneyAP)

Who?

Bitch, ayy

Sauce

Flex wet in the flesh, ayy

How is you feeling, bro?

Feeling like the Four, I feel Fantastic

Which one would you be though?

Mr. Fantastic 'cause my money like elastic

Burberry trench fur coat

You smoke oregano, I'm smoking on that cat piss

I'ma be real ya know, when I whip my dick out

She said "too big, gotta map this"

How is you feeling, bro?

Feeling like the Four, I feel Fantastic

Which one would you be though?

Mr. Fantastic 'cause my money like elastic

Burberry trench fur coat

You smoke oregano, I'm smoking on that cat piss

I'ma be real ya know, when I whip my dick out

She said "too big, gotta map this"

Ayy, water that pussy like Baptist

To find my sauce, need an atlas

Her pussy hungry and starving

So my dick is what I use as a damn catnip

Rap game on faster than fast

So be real, all these niggas, I might overlap them

Nevermind, I just might cap them

Just like a taser, I zap them

Shock, mmm, I fuck a bitch in the dark, mmm

My diamonds shine in the dark, mmm

Weed deadass smell like a fart, mmm

I'ma go just like a cart, mmm

You police, I'll call you Paul, uh, Blart, uh

Try but you never can fuck my thot

Or milly rock on my block

Okay, Post Malone with that pistol (Post Malone)

I see you as the issue (Post Malone)

I know that you hard as tissues

See you giggle like tickle

Your bitch seeking me like missile

Heat sensor on my pickle

You know I don't tell no riddle

But I rhyme right like a riddle (okay, like)

How is you feeling, bro?

Feeling like the Four, I feel Fantastic

Which one would you be though?

Mr. Fantastic 'cause my money like elastic

Burberry trench fur coat

You smoke oregano, I'm smoking on that cat piss

I'ma be real ya know, when I whip my dick out

She said "too big, gotta map this"

Map, map, map

Kilos that I have, I blow cash, cash

Put them in the field like baseball bat

And I'm fresher off a lick like a whole Tic-Tac

You done fucked up like you "Take A Step Back"

Cool cat like a stray in a freezer in the back

Like you're Jay-Z no Roc-A-Fella, holla back

But I'm 'bout the damn money, boomerang back

Like lisp, this how I speak 'cause I sip

Meanwhile, bust down on your bitch

In your mouth, I fit a fist

Pistol best friends with my hip

Like T.I., bitch that's a tip

I don't get head, I get lip

The sauce is water, I dripped

The sauce is water, I

How is you feeling, bro?

Feeling like the Four, bitch, I feel Fantastic

Which one would you be though?

Mr. Fantastic 'cause my money like elastic

Burberry trench fur coat

You smoke oregano I'm smoking on that cat piss

I'ma be real ya know, when I whip my dick out

She said "too big, gotta map this"

How is you feeling, bro?

Feeling like the Four, bitch I feel Fantastic

Which one would you be though?

Mr. Fantastic 'cause my money like elastic

Burberry trench fur coat

You smoke oregano I'm smoking on that cat piss

I'ma be real ya know, when I whip my dick out

She said "too big, gotta map this"

I think I'm done (map this, map this)

I think I'm done (map this)

I don't think I gotta stop anything, actually (ayy, ayy)