Sensational (feat. ShittyBoyz)

Bitch
Ayy
Yes, it is a certified hit
(Ayy Juice, lemme know sum')
(BearOnTheBeat)
Ayy, ayy, ShittyBoyz

Moose Knuckle on, tryna punch a Goose
Lying to my bitch like fuck the truth
Mike Amiris on like fuck some Trues
PhD in the fraud like fuck some school
China debit, hit the clerk with asian [?]
Chop got a telescope and a laser beam
Doggy bone a superhero, he saving cheese
Bitch, I'ma ball for the times I ain't make the team

I just made a MJ off them Tar Heels
Caught him in his whip, bullets made him do a cartwheel
And if the Glock don't beat him then my arms will
If money don't pull her in then the cards will
Running 'round throwing bullets like Lamar Jackson
Hulk smash with this punch, I'll start havoc
Ain't shit fake, bitch, but my heart plastic
Scored a point last second, that's the March Madness

I ain't forget, niggas left when it got cold
ShittyBoyz up, don't give a fuck what you been told
Made ten off the jacks, don't give a fuck what yo ass on
Hmm, is it bad that I'd do a good bitch wrong?
Huh, huh, let me know
Bougie-ass bitch hate when I tell her no
You better come out with something when we go and hit the store
We ain't make it to the bed, I had to hit her on the floor

Bitch wanna fuck 'cause she heard we the what?
In the dictionary, got my name next to thrust
Got a lot of pape', I ain't never had trust
Took a dark path, I ain't never had sun
Got that shit on me like [?]
Whole lotta thrust, my bitch is gorgeous
Telescope AR, don't get sent to orbit
Bought a passport for my fit, my drip imported

Off-Wheezy on my back with the paint scribble
On the road scoring jacks and I ain't dribble
Hit with yo bitch from the back, said she came cripple
Hit the with the, Blake Griffin
Amiri jeans, 28, these a nut squeezer
This little bitch just called me a dumb cheater
And if he fought with my chicken, I'll punch Peter
This one bitch like, "Ain't you that one singer?"

It's the [?] my nigga Shaq
Why would I ever fix her heart when I could break her back?
You can have one of my hoes, just bring her back
It don't take much to get a bitch, just bring a stack
This that three-oh-four, one-oh-one, please don't be stupid
I just wanted head, why the fuck you come cupid?
Now you got a broke heart and you listening to Summer Walker
Got buffs with no whip, yeah, you a crispy walker

You could buy Audemar, I wouldn't AP
One move, I'll have my shooter up his KD
I cannot DC, ask Say Cheese
Poured a four in my slush, that's a brain freeze
Got a brain freeze looking at this cold bitch
This the new season, put up that old shit
Kicks four but the Off-White a whole six
This bitch a freak, man, got my soul lift

That lil' bitch got my soul lifted



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Writer(s): Jonah Joseph Broussard
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