Oriental
(Yuh)
(GMF on the beat)
(Eleven)
(Y'all gon be singing this chorus by the end of the song, I promise you, I promise you)
(Uh, let's go)
Uh
You cannot fuck with me, it's that simple
She saying she Japanese, oriental
She said her body-ody is a temple, so imma beat it up, imma eat it up
Write bars, need a pencil
All cash, fuck a rental
Cash money, coming so fast, make her ass shake, make her do the dash
I feel like Tae Retty when I'm on the beat
Check him out, yeah he got the heat
I feel like Yvngxchriis, but I ain't young
Five-seven, boy he better run
I'm just a young nigga, and I'm tryna eat
Super Saiyan, yeah I got the heat
Yeah I Kamehameha on her face
If she don't show her face, then it ain't a case
808, whole lotta base
Gotta run, yeah I'm kinda late
GMF, yeah he on the beat
Hopped on it, cuz the shit was free
No cap, nah I ain't playin'
Money tight, and I gotta save it
SSJ, yeah I'm on the scene
Here go the chorus, sing it with me
SSJ Eleven, we on the scene
No these lil boys is not fuckin' with me
SSJ Eleven, we on the scene
No these lil boys is not fuckin' with me
(And the girls say)
SSJ, I think I like what I see
Come over here, put that big thing in me
SSJ, I think I like what I see
Come over here, put that big thing in me
Oh, for real? Say less
Dirty talking, ask her what's next
Hot MILF, got a minivan
She gimme sloppy toppy, using both hands
Minecraft, got the potions, put a spell on her, now she groping
Ain't afraid to drop my government, cuz she be screaming it, yeah she be loving it
Bang bang, yeah I'm bussing it
Two times, I ain't trusting it
One shot, make him act right
Give him two shots, now he sleep tight
Real talk though, I just fight
Long arms, built like a kite
SSJ, why you so polite?
Thank God, watching oversight
(Thank you God, God bless you, thank you God)
(I feel like Big Sean in this bitch, haha)
(Oh, yessir)
(Uh)
(Yuh)
(Yuh)
(Uh)
(Yuh)
(Damn that shit was fun bruh, that shit was fun)
(Aye shoutout GMF)
(Shoutout Buu Price)
(Shoutout them boys Tae Retro, yvngxchriis, keep doing your thing baby, yessir)
(Let's get it)
(GMF on the beat)
(Eleven)
(Y'all gon be singing this chorus by the end of the song, I promise you, I promise you)
(Uh, let's go)
Uh
You cannot fuck with me, it's that simple
She saying she Japanese, oriental
She said her body-ody is a temple, so imma beat it up, imma eat it up
Write bars, need a pencil
All cash, fuck a rental
Cash money, coming so fast, make her ass shake, make her do the dash
I feel like Tae Retty when I'm on the beat
Check him out, yeah he got the heat
I feel like Yvngxchriis, but I ain't young
Five-seven, boy he better run
I'm just a young nigga, and I'm tryna eat
Super Saiyan, yeah I got the heat
Yeah I Kamehameha on her face
If she don't show her face, then it ain't a case
808, whole lotta base
Gotta run, yeah I'm kinda late
GMF, yeah he on the beat
Hopped on it, cuz the shit was free
No cap, nah I ain't playin'
Money tight, and I gotta save it
SSJ, yeah I'm on the scene
Here go the chorus, sing it with me
SSJ Eleven, we on the scene
No these lil boys is not fuckin' with me
SSJ Eleven, we on the scene
No these lil boys is not fuckin' with me
(And the girls say)
SSJ, I think I like what I see
Come over here, put that big thing in me
SSJ, I think I like what I see
Come over here, put that big thing in me
Oh, for real? Say less
Dirty talking, ask her what's next
Hot MILF, got a minivan
She gimme sloppy toppy, using both hands
Minecraft, got the potions, put a spell on her, now she groping
Ain't afraid to drop my government, cuz she be screaming it, yeah she be loving it
Bang bang, yeah I'm bussing it
Two times, I ain't trusting it
One shot, make him act right
Give him two shots, now he sleep tight
Real talk though, I just fight
Long arms, built like a kite
SSJ, why you so polite?
Thank God, watching oversight
(Thank you God, God bless you, thank you God)
(I feel like Big Sean in this bitch, haha)
(Oh, yessir)
(Uh)
(Yuh)
(Yuh)
(Uh)
(Yuh)
(Damn that shit was fun bruh, that shit was fun)
(Aye shoutout GMF)
(Shoutout Buu Price)
(Shoutout them boys Tae Retro, yvngxchriis, keep doing your thing baby, yessir)
(Let's get it)
Credits
Writer(s): Jaden Walker
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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