Car Alarm

Came in the game and I'm making rain on these hoes
All these bitches best fucking believe it
Burberry all on my flannel you bitches can't handle
I'm running up I can see it
Imma be up in the clouds I won't ever come down
And these rodents they wish they could reach it
Knowledge is power the beats
I devour the bitches be sour they want me to teach it
We got the guns like the troops
Eat on my dick like it's soup
Pussy boy acting a fool
Really should swing at this dude
I ain't really tryna be rude
I ain't really tryna be cool
Grab on my shaft like a tool
Water on me like a pool
Fuckin wit jit get the backhand suck on my dick in a handstand
Fuckin wit me you a dead man she gimme top like a headband
Turn her pussy to a wetland
Chopper on me got kickback when I let it off best get back
Imma break you off like KitKat all up in her gut no halfback
Eat a bitch up no flapjack
Eat a bitch up like snack time
Shoot a couple rounds he flatline
Drowning in water I'm baptized
Drowning in water I capsized
Hit like a nail and we polish
Get on the beat and demolish
We get the cheese like it's cottage
I'm on the go ain't no stoppage

We do not relate
Nothing to debate
The music I create
Don't mean shit to them I'm soaking all the hate
In and out of space
You don't like my taste
Talkin shit behind my back but you won't say it to my face

I'm on my demon shit imma delete a bitch
Imma just leave the bitch cause she a snake
No I don't need a bitch fucking her cleavage
She eat up the semen she wet than a lake
She give a hard on I'm going off
Just like a car alarm scoop a bitch up like a rake
Chopper gon blow and it knock off your fro
Cause we always on go and we never gon break
All this pressure weighing down on me is overwhelming
I keep pushing through cause all the money's so compelling
All the haters talking shit it's honestly propelling
Me up to the top and being up here to them's upsetting
Spit it sour, lemon
Teach a bitch, lesson
Send you up, heaven
Hit with the stick, weapon
I'm the realest in the flesh
Pussy like Febreze stay fresh
She say she feel it in her chest
But all I'm feeling is her breasts
That's the best description
Pop it like prescription
Turn her on ignition, hit then disappear magician
Switch it up position
Kick her out eviction
Only one condition, suck it like you got ambitions

We do not relate
Nothing to debate
The music I create
Don't mean shit to them I'm soaking all the hate
In and out of space
You don't like my taste
Talkin shit behind my back but you won't say it to my face (Bitch)