Breathalyzer

Ok what's the deal
Gun talk, Glockenspiel
Fucked her once, I got the feel
Of course for she ask for round 2
Hit her back around seven
Her hit back, a round 2
Yuh
That's the Perks of it
I Don't pop no percs and shit
And if I like I lurk the bitch
I Change her mind with girth and Width

And all my business big and I don't have to ride his dick
All you niggas kids
I Pull the belt then hit the whip
We been thru this
She let fuck because she liked my Quips
And then I dip just like the queso
After I rate it
Fuck
I Pull the rita out
How I got the bitch you tweet about
Scream and shout
The flow can heat my house
And nothing was the same since my Surgery
Lost all my Clout still talk some shit like Ron burgundy
Fuck it
I'm Chismoso
Muy loco
The pussy mas o menos yeah it's so So
Sleep in box no hobo
Yuh
The Bitch suck me like a new bottle
She wanna fuck I wanna spoon like Demi Lovato

I hate rap but imma give it my all
I'm with Lorena bobbit and she's Having a ball
I'm the Big shit like I needed a Stall
No Big baller brand I changed my Name to Lavar

And you niggas whack
I Bounced back
Charged up like a battery pack
I spit the truth in the booth like I'm allergic to facts
I Call The Porsche lil nas x (Why)
The horse in the back
As a matter of fact
The gat is kinda spooky like the Later of Jack
And I'm the Shit like some dookie
Might skid on the track
My queen is mismatched
But she's a centerfold just like my
6 pack, you get that?

Inhale the spliff, while I
I probably wrote this shit at work, Drunk driving my lift
My presence is a present
Nah my presence a gift
You stupid bitch just let me
Coach you like Gregg Popavich



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Writer(s): Julius Johnson
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