Home, Pt. I
Don't you touch my thermostat
House rules, you ain't heard of that?
Dining room on point, living room on point
I had to cop Rosetta Stone just so I can furnish that
Blew a check, I earned it back
She blew a dick, just to earn a bag
That's not my girlfriend, look,that's just my girl's friend
But if she think she's good enough for the bedroom, I turn her back
Please do not enter if u pay no la renta
When sex drive is pent up, you look like a pin-up
But if if you think I'mma do right, I won't lift a pen up
So don't move my shit 'cause I know every inch of my house
This is my house
Send blessings to my landlord
I get everything I planned for
Russian paintings, just ordered more
Can't say they names like Voldemort
Expecto patronum
I expect that you show some
Respect and patronage
You are in my home, bruh
The volume on "can't hear me think"
My wallet on "just left the bank"
My problems all on "levitate"
My women all self-medicate
I'm on my way back home, I'm on the freeway doing 90, nigga
And when I get back home, close the door, can't no one find me, nigga
My Fortress of Solitude, Sanctum Sanctorum
No women that I'm talking to, are here for "good mornings"
Just "good nights" and "good byes"
This is my house!
This that introvert theme song
Fuck would I need to leave home?
Come over, I'm home, love
Good ass and food to eat on
This that introvert theme song
Fuck would I need to leave home?
Come over, I'm home, love
Good ass and food to eat on
House rules, you ain't heard of that?
Dining room on point, living room on point
I had to cop Rosetta Stone just so I can furnish that
Blew a check, I earned it back
She blew a dick, just to earn a bag
That's not my girlfriend, look,that's just my girl's friend
But if she think she's good enough for the bedroom, I turn her back
Please do not enter if u pay no la renta
When sex drive is pent up, you look like a pin-up
But if if you think I'mma do right, I won't lift a pen up
So don't move my shit 'cause I know every inch of my house
This is my house
Send blessings to my landlord
I get everything I planned for
Russian paintings, just ordered more
Can't say they names like Voldemort
Expecto patronum
I expect that you show some
Respect and patronage
You are in my home, bruh
The volume on "can't hear me think"
My wallet on "just left the bank"
My problems all on "levitate"
My women all self-medicate
I'm on my way back home, I'm on the freeway doing 90, nigga
And when I get back home, close the door, can't no one find me, nigga
My Fortress of Solitude, Sanctum Sanctorum
No women that I'm talking to, are here for "good mornings"
Just "good nights" and "good byes"
This is my house!
This that introvert theme song
Fuck would I need to leave home?
Come over, I'm home, love
Good ass and food to eat on
This that introvert theme song
Fuck would I need to leave home?
Come over, I'm home, love
Good ass and food to eat on
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