Praxis
Dodgin' hets like the rich dodge taxes
Beats act a fool, got 'em askin where they mans is
Wax drips down like molasses
Big Cannabis I intoxicate the masses
I'm the type of bitch that kisses both classes
Grab the mic like my girlfriends' asses
Bars so steamy they be foggin' up my glasses
You can dream about it, I'ma live it
Praxis
Went from a sad bitch to a bad bitch
Hell itself ain't seen as much sin as my mattress
Make the time and I'll make it fantastic
Call me a witch, 'cause this tongue makes magic
I just got my paycheck, cash it
Spend it on wrapping my ass in latex, smack it
Treat me right and I could be your bitch, ratchet
Light up at the flick of a wrist, matchstick
And you can call this a classic
Know what's boring
Cis-het normies
They adore me
They're just horny
In my DM's
I don't read them
Post a new pic
Just to tease them
Just to tease them
Yeah, I don't need your love
I lead a life you've only seen on PornHub
You might need a knife to get more blood
Than what I leave on these tracks, bitch pour up
Please don't invite me over if you like the quiet type
Y'all bitches scared to moan but I be all up in that shit like
Beats act a fool, got 'em askin where they mans is
Wax drips down like molasses
Big Cannabis I intoxicate the masses
I'm the type of bitch that kisses both classes
Grab the mic like my girlfriends' asses
Bars so steamy they be foggin' up my glasses
You can dream about it, I'ma live it
Praxis
Went from a sad bitch to a bad bitch
Hell itself ain't seen as much sin as my mattress
Make the time and I'll make it fantastic
Call me a witch, 'cause this tongue makes magic
I just got my paycheck, cash it
Spend it on wrapping my ass in latex, smack it
Treat me right and I could be your bitch, ratchet
Light up at the flick of a wrist, matchstick
And you can call this a classic
Know what's boring
Cis-het normies
They adore me
They're just horny
In my DM's
I don't read them
Post a new pic
Just to tease them
Just to tease them
Yeah, I don't need your love
I lead a life you've only seen on PornHub
You might need a knife to get more blood
Than what I leave on these tracks, bitch pour up
Please don't invite me over if you like the quiet type
Y'all bitches scared to moan but I be all up in that shit like
Credits
Writer(s): Alice Wolf, Alice Wollf
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