What You Want
I been up to no good, figures
Dropping baggers, I been flowing dams
I mean it's only fair I be dripping
You talking books with names of the greats and i think that I should be in it
This works a bible, all my verses vital you can take a path from these scriptures
Like book of Ellipsis, chapter 6 in verse 9 it's says just go get it
Wait 6 and 9 no that cant be right
No darl you got the right message
Now let's have some private prayer sessions
Like pray for the game
I'm bout to go full insane
Shooting my shot think I'll aim for the brain
Slicing my cut from the Goats, I only want lamb so f a steak
Rolling with my dogs
On the walk
Leash is bright as f
Tell jokes to my balls
Humerus
I got a funny bone
I be on as f
What the f
You can't hang with us
You can't scrap with us
Uhh Uhh bruh
This ain't what you want
This ain't what you want, what you want, this ain't what you want
Smoke with all my dogs
You be gone
This ain't what you want
I be your daddy
Tell me your sins
And what you are down to commit
I'll give the communion a tip
And we do it over again
I know that I promised the tip
But imagine if you were in my position
The view from behind is a gift
But I'm still wrapping mine in plastic, trick
In the sitch with my n
F the b, get them out the building man Ellipsis gotta be trippin
I'm tryna record and they making a noise
This is not a tavern little mistress
I call you back when I'm finished
And I'll say sorry with some gin and tonic
And we see what else we can mix with
Like Your lips and hers and maybe my d
Never done it before I can't knock it
I get get on the floor and we'll try it
But I think it'll work out like my gym
Lotta s going on I'm finished
Lotta bottles in the cut we twisted
Everybody got a bl they trippin
We in trouble if the feeds come kicking
Rolling with my dogs
On the walk
Leash is bright as f
Tell jokes to my balls
Humerus
I got a funny bone
I be on as f
What the f
You can't hang with us
You can't scrap with us
Uhh Uhh bruh
This ain't what you want
This ain't what you want, what you want, this ain't what you want
Smoke with all my dogs
You be gone
This ain't what you want
Dropping baggers, I been flowing dams
I mean it's only fair I be dripping
You talking books with names of the greats and i think that I should be in it
This works a bible, all my verses vital you can take a path from these scriptures
Like book of Ellipsis, chapter 6 in verse 9 it's says just go get it
Wait 6 and 9 no that cant be right
No darl you got the right message
Now let's have some private prayer sessions
Like pray for the game
I'm bout to go full insane
Shooting my shot think I'll aim for the brain
Slicing my cut from the Goats, I only want lamb so f a steak
Rolling with my dogs
On the walk
Leash is bright as f
Tell jokes to my balls
Humerus
I got a funny bone
I be on as f
What the f
You can't hang with us
You can't scrap with us
Uhh Uhh bruh
This ain't what you want
This ain't what you want, what you want, this ain't what you want
Smoke with all my dogs
You be gone
This ain't what you want
I be your daddy
Tell me your sins
And what you are down to commit
I'll give the communion a tip
And we do it over again
I know that I promised the tip
But imagine if you were in my position
The view from behind is a gift
But I'm still wrapping mine in plastic, trick
In the sitch with my n
F the b, get them out the building man Ellipsis gotta be trippin
I'm tryna record and they making a noise
This is not a tavern little mistress
I call you back when I'm finished
And I'll say sorry with some gin and tonic
And we see what else we can mix with
Like Your lips and hers and maybe my d
Never done it before I can't knock it
I get get on the floor and we'll try it
But I think it'll work out like my gym
Lotta s going on I'm finished
Lotta bottles in the cut we twisted
Everybody got a bl they trippin
We in trouble if the feeds come kicking
Rolling with my dogs
On the walk
Leash is bright as f
Tell jokes to my balls
Humerus
I got a funny bone
I be on as f
What the f
You can't hang with us
You can't scrap with us
Uhh Uhh bruh
This ain't what you want
This ain't what you want, what you want, this ain't what you want
Smoke with all my dogs
You be gone
This ain't what you want
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Writer(s): Seru Pharoe
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