Kay O.D.
This is The Fleemix
Bitch ass niggas and bitch ass bitches alike bow the fuck down
(Yea, bitch look)
I don't trust none of these fuckers I'm skeptical
Take a seat might as well while you hold this L like a sectional
Give em hell and they screaming it ain't fair like a mother fucking festival
Fuck he say she say who harder than Flee of they self they be making a spectacle
I'm the plug like receptacles I'm finna ball like some testicles
I get a bag make it flip like it's flexible blowing on gas yea that's methanol
And it ain't medical but it's still healthy like vegetables
My circle small as a decimal tryna stay tight like a virgin
They wanted a piece of the pie Ima eat it it's mine now they feeling deserted
I'm in my bag like a Birkin I'm in the trap and I'm serving
Ain't follow back but she lurking I'm tryna skip to the chicken like jerkin
Bitch Ima blow like I'm Curtis cut a bitch off like a surgeon
To the bullshit I'm allergic never been perfect I keep on learning
On it I'm working on it I'm working bitch
Niggas keep on calling me
Ten P's to a quarter P
You don't smoke then more for me
Shipments to who ordering
Waiting on my door to ring
Got some plays in Florida sheesh
Hope K-9's don't explore the V
Shake back one more score for Flee
Told you bitch ass niggas and you bitch ass bitches
This my mother fucking year
Give a fuck who on nigga, I'm up
Yea
Bitch I'm the goat and a lion
Fuck you mean? Ima hybrid bitch
Yea
Bitch ass niggas and bitch ass bitches alike bow the fuck down
(Yea, bitch look)
I don't trust none of these fuckers I'm skeptical
Take a seat might as well while you hold this L like a sectional
Give em hell and they screaming it ain't fair like a mother fucking festival
Fuck he say she say who harder than Flee of they self they be making a spectacle
I'm the plug like receptacles I'm finna ball like some testicles
I get a bag make it flip like it's flexible blowing on gas yea that's methanol
And it ain't medical but it's still healthy like vegetables
My circle small as a decimal tryna stay tight like a virgin
They wanted a piece of the pie Ima eat it it's mine now they feeling deserted
I'm in my bag like a Birkin I'm in the trap and I'm serving
Ain't follow back but she lurking I'm tryna skip to the chicken like jerkin
Bitch Ima blow like I'm Curtis cut a bitch off like a surgeon
To the bullshit I'm allergic never been perfect I keep on learning
On it I'm working on it I'm working bitch
Niggas keep on calling me
Ten P's to a quarter P
You don't smoke then more for me
Shipments to who ordering
Waiting on my door to ring
Got some plays in Florida sheesh
Hope K-9's don't explore the V
Shake back one more score for Flee
Told you bitch ass niggas and you bitch ass bitches
This my mother fucking year
Give a fuck who on nigga, I'm up
Yea
Bitch I'm the goat and a lion
Fuck you mean? Ima hybrid bitch
Yea
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