Lost in Thought
Ok ok I'm gliding through andromeda
I woke up and realized it's the Bermuda Triangle
Got the sauce, thousand island bruh
She get to undressing and I shower her with all the love
Fuck it I wanna have all the fun
So I put the dope in the paper on the elevator
Smokin gas hah hah I need a respirator
Look in my eyes taste the flavor
Never was an over sayer
Never stay the same like a playa
But I'm never playin games sega
Cook it up, Bobby flay her
Sacrifice that ass while I'm listening to slayer
Let's go up now
Damn when did I grow up, ouch
Hey wassup now
So lost in thought, fuck wow
Where am I
It don't matter
Where I am
Long as I got me
Imma go so ham
Ok ok fuck 'em let 'em be jealous
If you hatin that is not on me fellas
You insecure and sir you are projecting
When I talk you keep on cuttin in and interjecting
They turned me into an anarchist
Catch me on a bad day, don't know what could happen bitch
Your ho came through I showed that ho what magic is
Tried to put my dick away but she just kept on grabbin it
Cuddle later on for now I'm stabbin it
The way she put me on you'd swear I'm havin it
But I only see that ho on Wednesday
Its National Ends Day
Everyday, paper chase!
Even if you been paid
Wanna have a six way, no boys allowed
Pitchin triple sixes that's right from the mound
I love God but damn it I'm a fuckin hell hound
Let's go up now
Damn when did I grow up, ouch
Hey wassup now
So lost in thought, fuck wow
Where am I
It don't matter
Where I am
Long as I got me
Imma go so ham
I woke up and realized it's the Bermuda Triangle
Got the sauce, thousand island bruh
She get to undressing and I shower her with all the love
Fuck it I wanna have all the fun
So I put the dope in the paper on the elevator
Smokin gas hah hah I need a respirator
Look in my eyes taste the flavor
Never was an over sayer
Never stay the same like a playa
But I'm never playin games sega
Cook it up, Bobby flay her
Sacrifice that ass while I'm listening to slayer
Let's go up now
Damn when did I grow up, ouch
Hey wassup now
So lost in thought, fuck wow
Where am I
It don't matter
Where I am
Long as I got me
Imma go so ham
Ok ok fuck 'em let 'em be jealous
If you hatin that is not on me fellas
You insecure and sir you are projecting
When I talk you keep on cuttin in and interjecting
They turned me into an anarchist
Catch me on a bad day, don't know what could happen bitch
Your ho came through I showed that ho what magic is
Tried to put my dick away but she just kept on grabbin it
Cuddle later on for now I'm stabbin it
The way she put me on you'd swear I'm havin it
But I only see that ho on Wednesday
Its National Ends Day
Everyday, paper chase!
Even if you been paid
Wanna have a six way, no boys allowed
Pitchin triple sixes that's right from the mound
I love God but damn it I'm a fuckin hell hound
Let's go up now
Damn when did I grow up, ouch
Hey wassup now
So lost in thought, fuck wow
Where am I
It don't matter
Where I am
Long as I got me
Imma go so ham
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Writer(s): Alec Foss
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