Loosie
:
I got some good shit to tell you tonight brothers and sisters
Hotter than a BBQ at Satan's place, these bitches masturbatin' to my mixtape
I cum hard like seamen made cement leavin' feces trails on drunk kids cause I'm the shit
Pissin' on your paragraph, parallel to ferris wheel
Make your bitch pussy a blowhole she doin' well
Jelling Harvard bitches skyping while they study, now I'm in their dorm rooms, ass fatter on person
Bustin' down rap bitches, bustin' down loosies
Now a nigga grown got [?] jacuzzis
Kelly Kapowski, spittin' Romanowskis, sniffin' coke in hotel rooms off the room key
Pent house suites, swisher sweets, [?] ice buckets, no towel under the door like fuck it
Luxurious living, plus this bitch is fucking, just play Danny Brown and two words will [?]
Heart colder than heel from a polar bear, shade bear snow storm walking up a glacier [?]
Now let me make myself clear cause you can't see me
You ain't fuckin' with me period, you menstruating ah
And ever since I walked out of them greens and out them county doors, I've been living the dream which is a
Penny in a nightmare, tryna get my nike-airs and spilling rice on my high-chair
So what we got right here? Stop right here
Block right here, you is what we not like
Catch him in the spotlight, yeah
Now you all slaves to my [?] animal shit
Heart racing off the dopamine
Morphine metaphors make you do the shoulder lean
Smoked a young dro, this grandaddy with promethazine
Curing cotton mouth
Inside my head is a haunted house and
Every time I close my eyes another rapper make it out
Used to make-out with runaways in crack houses
Now I runaway from making-out with brick houses
It's as if I fucked every bitch I wanted to
My dick got enough smoke, you can catch a contact smoke
Reefer I roll up smelling like sneakers from a reacher
Aerobics class, hour straight no breathin'
Fresh like Easter, Thanksgiving eatin'
Smoking Christmas trees and these bitches trick or treatin'
I treat 'em like Halloween candy that's why your favorite rapper, favorite wrapper probably stand me
I got some good shit to tell you tonight brothers and sisters
Hotter than a BBQ at Satan's place, these bitches masturbatin' to my mixtape
I cum hard like seamen made cement leavin' feces trails on drunk kids cause I'm the shit
Pissin' on your paragraph, parallel to ferris wheel
Make your bitch pussy a blowhole she doin' well
Jelling Harvard bitches skyping while they study, now I'm in their dorm rooms, ass fatter on person
Bustin' down rap bitches, bustin' down loosies
Now a nigga grown got [?] jacuzzis
Kelly Kapowski, spittin' Romanowskis, sniffin' coke in hotel rooms off the room key
Pent house suites, swisher sweets, [?] ice buckets, no towel under the door like fuck it
Luxurious living, plus this bitch is fucking, just play Danny Brown and two words will [?]
Heart colder than heel from a polar bear, shade bear snow storm walking up a glacier [?]
Now let me make myself clear cause you can't see me
You ain't fuckin' with me period, you menstruating ah
And ever since I walked out of them greens and out them county doors, I've been living the dream which is a
Penny in a nightmare, tryna get my nike-airs and spilling rice on my high-chair
So what we got right here? Stop right here
Block right here, you is what we not like
Catch him in the spotlight, yeah
Now you all slaves to my [?] animal shit
Heart racing off the dopamine
Morphine metaphors make you do the shoulder lean
Smoked a young dro, this grandaddy with promethazine
Curing cotton mouth
Inside my head is a haunted house and
Every time I close my eyes another rapper make it out
Used to make-out with runaways in crack houses
Now I runaway from making-out with brick houses
It's as if I fucked every bitch I wanted to
My dick got enough smoke, you can catch a contact smoke
Reefer I roll up smelling like sneakers from a reacher
Aerobics class, hour straight no breathin'
Fresh like Easter, Thanksgiving eatin'
Smoking Christmas trees and these bitches trick or treatin'
I treat 'em like Halloween candy that's why your favorite rapper, favorite wrapper probably stand me
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Sewell, Curtis Cross
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