$trawberry!
Hit a button Morty, give me a beat
Oh man, okay, alright, um
Fucking on me why'd you wanna do that?
How many hoes I got laid in the trap?
That strawberry pussy it taste like the wrap
Starbursting pussies on skittles no cap
Yes I have racks, yes I have racks
Yes I have bitches who count up my stacks
Not cause I'm lazy I'm just bad at math
Rise over run with my dick in their ass, yuh
Yeah, stay on that ignorant shit
Ignorant shit, we gotta stay ignorant
What is your producer tag? What is it?
RaeSam on the beat! Woah Kenny!
Fucking on me why'd you wanna do that?
How many hoes I got laid in the trap?
That strawberry pussy it taste like the wrap
Starbursting pussies on skittles no cap
Yes I have racks, yes I have racks
Yes I have bitches who count up my stacks
Not cause I'm lazy I'm just bad at math
Rise over run with my dick in their ass, yuh
Rising on up nothing blocking my path
Yes I'm in college, you fucking with that?
Goldfish my ride, Green Light on my mind
Wasn't for her, on my wrists with a knife
Not to be frank, not to be blunt
But it like heaven every day of the month
I got the baddest lil bitch with a cunt
Ready to take on whatever I want (yuh)
What you tryna say with that he say she say?
Bitch square up then we'll see what you say
Flow locked down with my trademark clichés
Fresh off the plane now I'm takin over Broadway
Broadway, Broadway, now we headed dat way
Now we raidin' houses on the corner where ya gang hangs
Now we smokin' grams on the block where ya gram stays
Now you motherfuckers have a reason be afraid aye
After high school thought a lot of you would change
As it turns out, I got out of my cage
Now I'm making music and I'm gettin' fucking paid
Now you're sitting home and you're crying over Kim K
Kim K, what the fuck you mean? What I say, aye?
Got your bitch screaming when I hit her with the cream, aye?
Sorry not sorry when I get up on the stage, aye
Book my first show now I'm bookin' like it's Trey Way
Tekashi, Tekashi, you can stay in
I'm really just worried how my teeth glistenin'
I got a couple bangers and the preteens love it
I'm burning my toast Cody come and fucking drug em
Burning my toast, burning my toast
Drugging up kids you can find them overdosed
Shout out ugly that shit be morose
I hit you with that clip, and say adios (adios!)
All these bitches wearing makeup like Kylie
I slap a bitch and then I say bye bye like Miley- Cyrus
Shoutout my guy Iris, bitches know I got the virus
Yea bitch I'm about to go viral y'all going down it's a spiral
Call me JC, bitch, I came from the Bible
Got all these kids looking up to me like I'm an idol
I got all these suicidal thoughts, shoutout Biggie Smalls
Bitch I ain't taking no calls, leave that shit on the ringer, huh
Knock your bitch out like a dinger, what (what?)
Motherfuckin' gun slinger, what?
1-2 peace keeper, yea (stra-stra-strawberry!)
Fucking on me why'd you wanna do that?
How many hoes I got laid in the trap?
That strawberry pussy it taste like the wrap
Starbursting pussies on skittles no cap
Yes I have racks, yes I have racks
Yes I have bitches who count up my stacks
Not cause I'm lazy I'm just bad at math
Rise over run with my dick in their ass, yuh
Stra-stra-strawberry!
Oh man, okay, alright, um
Fucking on me why'd you wanna do that?
How many hoes I got laid in the trap?
That strawberry pussy it taste like the wrap
Starbursting pussies on skittles no cap
Yes I have racks, yes I have racks
Yes I have bitches who count up my stacks
Not cause I'm lazy I'm just bad at math
Rise over run with my dick in their ass, yuh
Yeah, stay on that ignorant shit
Ignorant shit, we gotta stay ignorant
What is your producer tag? What is it?
RaeSam on the beat! Woah Kenny!
Fucking on me why'd you wanna do that?
How many hoes I got laid in the trap?
That strawberry pussy it taste like the wrap
Starbursting pussies on skittles no cap
Yes I have racks, yes I have racks
Yes I have bitches who count up my stacks
Not cause I'm lazy I'm just bad at math
Rise over run with my dick in their ass, yuh
Rising on up nothing blocking my path
Yes I'm in college, you fucking with that?
Goldfish my ride, Green Light on my mind
Wasn't for her, on my wrists with a knife
Not to be frank, not to be blunt
But it like heaven every day of the month
I got the baddest lil bitch with a cunt
Ready to take on whatever I want (yuh)
What you tryna say with that he say she say?
Bitch square up then we'll see what you say
Flow locked down with my trademark clichés
Fresh off the plane now I'm takin over Broadway
Broadway, Broadway, now we headed dat way
Now we raidin' houses on the corner where ya gang hangs
Now we smokin' grams on the block where ya gram stays
Now you motherfuckers have a reason be afraid aye
After high school thought a lot of you would change
As it turns out, I got out of my cage
Now I'm making music and I'm gettin' fucking paid
Now you're sitting home and you're crying over Kim K
Kim K, what the fuck you mean? What I say, aye?
Got your bitch screaming when I hit her with the cream, aye?
Sorry not sorry when I get up on the stage, aye
Book my first show now I'm bookin' like it's Trey Way
Tekashi, Tekashi, you can stay in
I'm really just worried how my teeth glistenin'
I got a couple bangers and the preteens love it
I'm burning my toast Cody come and fucking drug em
Burning my toast, burning my toast
Drugging up kids you can find them overdosed
Shout out ugly that shit be morose
I hit you with that clip, and say adios (adios!)
All these bitches wearing makeup like Kylie
I slap a bitch and then I say bye bye like Miley- Cyrus
Shoutout my guy Iris, bitches know I got the virus
Yea bitch I'm about to go viral y'all going down it's a spiral
Call me JC, bitch, I came from the Bible
Got all these kids looking up to me like I'm an idol
I got all these suicidal thoughts, shoutout Biggie Smalls
Bitch I ain't taking no calls, leave that shit on the ringer, huh
Knock your bitch out like a dinger, what (what?)
Motherfuckin' gun slinger, what?
1-2 peace keeper, yea (stra-stra-strawberry!)
Fucking on me why'd you wanna do that?
How many hoes I got laid in the trap?
That strawberry pussy it taste like the wrap
Starbursting pussies on skittles no cap
Yes I have racks, yes I have racks
Yes I have bitches who count up my stacks
Not cause I'm lazy I'm just bad at math
Rise over run with my dick in their ass, yuh
Stra-stra-strawberry!
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Writer(s): Raeshaun Delray Samoa
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