Loose Knot/My Lick
Yeah
Injecting all these medicines
I got pierced for the shot
So you go by the name, Pandora
Yeah I've been seeking that different boxes
Finna put on my leather caps on
On a backwards, I'm stylish
When I was a kid, yeah who would've thought
You can't even imagine, big time
When we play this game, Aye Yai Yai
I don't bite no bitch thighs
Yeah I lost a control in a stamina-ah-ah
Bitch I said bye-bye
And she crying in front of my eyes yeah
I had a homie with a dreadlock
Didn't know he became a opp
We was outta drugs
It's the rain in the trap house
Fingers they've been closed
I've been praying for the daylight
We was never outta clothes, Nah
Don't you ever say this and that
Yeah I got a Spade A
Ay yo tell that motherfuckin stripper dance
Texting with the four more hoes
This shit take no skill
Bloody nose, of course
I did taste the fuckin bleed, okay
Compete with a different thought
I got poker players in my head
Fuck, why would I gamble
I already bet on my life, All in
Even the virus can not stop me
I'm fuckin the stranger hoes
Why would you bypass the piping
I can teach your ass, bitch
And I keep the silence on a Viking
I don't play no jokes
Come with your mans, the clique
Yeah the groupies
I don't give a fuck bout those
Yeah
Injecting all these medicines
I got pierced for the shot
So you go by the name, pandora
Yeah I've been seeking that different boxes
Finna put on my leather caps on
On a backwards, I'm stylish
When I was a kid, yeah who would've thought
You can't even imagine, big time
When we play this game, Aye Yai Yai
I don't bite no bitch thighs
Yeah I lost a control in a stamina-ah-ah
Bitch I said bye-bye
And she crying in front of my eyes yuh
I had a homie with a dreadlock
Didn't know he became a opp
Designer drugs bitch keep it tucked
We on 20 times, we don't give a fuck
Tryna cut off my hoes, get em flushed
Bitches want honesty, I can't even nut
I can get all type of animosity I must
All the naked bitches around here
I wanna fuck a bean bag
Fill up the car
Fuck the pussy, I can see the spark
Hold the fuck up, gas up in the car
Mixing good drugs when the feelings come apart
I got 5 more hoes, don't trust em
Fashion bitch! in front of fools, if you want some crystal Molly
I can show you too
Blues, bitch, go get em, play with the manual
Fuck with the federal, white bitch got adder all
I can fix up a girl with designer wristband
7/ll, I walk up and see a stain
So you fuck with my mood? You Instagram star
Gotta teach you can't fuck with us
I can promise you I'll get it safe enough
I can promise the pussy I won't fill it up
What you gon do? Catch Moncler flu
Fuck the pussy, I can see the spark
Hold the fuck up, gas up in the car
Mixing good drugs when the feelings come apart
I got 5 more hoes, don't trust em
Fashion bitch! in front of fools, if you want some crystal Molly
I can show you too
Blues, bitch, go get em, play with the manual
Fuck with the federal, white bitch got adder all
We get Os, we get it like every day
Chevy pull up the sun every day
You took LSD, and stuck to her frame
She get baptized, she got mob ties
Posting me on timeline
Scared all opposites on hell before lies
Bimmer's top goes down like an airline
Action, baggage, cash, everything's made light
Feels like woah
Stay over your head like Einstein
I got euphoria I can't even cry
I can't get easy, I can't feel
Or maybe I'll freeze me, oh for mils
Or maybe I'll tease you on Helmut
Conversations, love me, I don't
Send me some weed I'll call up my lawyers
Rats in disguise, don't trust them
Injecting all these medicines
I got pierced for the shot
So you go by the name, Pandora
Yeah I've been seeking that different boxes
Finna put on my leather caps on
On a backwards, I'm stylish
When I was a kid, yeah who would've thought
You can't even imagine, big time
When we play this game, Aye Yai Yai
I don't bite no bitch thighs
Yeah I lost a control in a stamina-ah-ah
Bitch I said bye-bye
And she crying in front of my eyes yeah
I had a homie with a dreadlock
Didn't know he became a opp
We was outta drugs
It's the rain in the trap house
Fingers they've been closed
I've been praying for the daylight
We was never outta clothes, Nah
Don't you ever say this and that
Yeah I got a Spade A
Ay yo tell that motherfuckin stripper dance
Texting with the four more hoes
This shit take no skill
Bloody nose, of course
I did taste the fuckin bleed, okay
Compete with a different thought
I got poker players in my head
Fuck, why would I gamble
I already bet on my life, All in
Even the virus can not stop me
I'm fuckin the stranger hoes
Why would you bypass the piping
I can teach your ass, bitch
And I keep the silence on a Viking
I don't play no jokes
Come with your mans, the clique
Yeah the groupies
I don't give a fuck bout those
Yeah
Injecting all these medicines
I got pierced for the shot
So you go by the name, pandora
Yeah I've been seeking that different boxes
Finna put on my leather caps on
On a backwards, I'm stylish
When I was a kid, yeah who would've thought
You can't even imagine, big time
When we play this game, Aye Yai Yai
I don't bite no bitch thighs
Yeah I lost a control in a stamina-ah-ah
Bitch I said bye-bye
And she crying in front of my eyes yuh
I had a homie with a dreadlock
Didn't know he became a opp
Designer drugs bitch keep it tucked
We on 20 times, we don't give a fuck
Tryna cut off my hoes, get em flushed
Bitches want honesty, I can't even nut
I can get all type of animosity I must
All the naked bitches around here
I wanna fuck a bean bag
Fill up the car
Fuck the pussy, I can see the spark
Hold the fuck up, gas up in the car
Mixing good drugs when the feelings come apart
I got 5 more hoes, don't trust em
Fashion bitch! in front of fools, if you want some crystal Molly
I can show you too
Blues, bitch, go get em, play with the manual
Fuck with the federal, white bitch got adder all
I can fix up a girl with designer wristband
7/ll, I walk up and see a stain
So you fuck with my mood? You Instagram star
Gotta teach you can't fuck with us
I can promise you I'll get it safe enough
I can promise the pussy I won't fill it up
What you gon do? Catch Moncler flu
Fuck the pussy, I can see the spark
Hold the fuck up, gas up in the car
Mixing good drugs when the feelings come apart
I got 5 more hoes, don't trust em
Fashion bitch! in front of fools, if you want some crystal Molly
I can show you too
Blues, bitch, go get em, play with the manual
Fuck with the federal, white bitch got adder all
We get Os, we get it like every day
Chevy pull up the sun every day
You took LSD, and stuck to her frame
She get baptized, she got mob ties
Posting me on timeline
Scared all opposites on hell before lies
Bimmer's top goes down like an airline
Action, baggage, cash, everything's made light
Feels like woah
Stay over your head like Einstein
I got euphoria I can't even cry
I can't get easy, I can't feel
Or maybe I'll freeze me, oh for mils
Or maybe I'll tease you on Helmut
Conversations, love me, I don't
Send me some weed I'll call up my lawyers
Rats in disguise, don't trust them
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Writer(s): Daniel Choi
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