Exotic!

Bitches throwing me the pussy make that shit look like saitama
Fuck the drama, I just count the blessings let the karma charm her
Run the garments, then I rock the spot, they mocked it til I got it off
This shit is my environment that turned me to a product of
You got it then you got it, that's why people whip the pot up
Immateur with wisdom on it, different flips, the shits exotic
Try to water down the spirit got these bitches sipping tonic
It's ironic, that they make us stars, and still be wishing on us
For a downfall, hit the club up then I make a downpour
Never mixed opinions, everybody know the sound raw
Real to myself and that's the film that I was found foo-
Tage showing off the verbiage, the sterner words
Of turbulence, I'm shaking up and taking off
I'm like a dog you're spraying down
But I'm not shaking hands with you ya never catch me laying down
Motherfuckers wanna complain
Bitch, I'ma make the sound last like a sustain
Run the change make it register legend, in my repertoire
Saved a couple cents for you before I got a debit card
Flow is like a river so you know that's where the rest are dumped
An m off of my Alba, that's a shout to Jessica, bang

Oh my goodnes oh my gracious oh my godness
I just fucked a couple bitches I don't love em to be honest
Not a goat is in this bitch so don't you think I'm being modest
I was all up in her mouth I swear I'm not a orthodontist
I was making more deposits it was kinda mortifying
I ain't got a grammy record but you not as close as I am, nah
Thats a promise put the flow and put the fear in you
Got a couple albums ima drop em when you need me to
Everybody talking man i promise i aint hearing you
If you need it hope you need a miracle well here he is
My material ain't ministerial Im serious
Flow venerial I'm bloody lyrical that's period
No they cant stop us
This is like a saga
Think Ive been too hot I need to get a little agua
Pop pop pop
They shoot shot like a nerf gun
Speaking bout a god
You can tell em that you heard one bitch

Bitches throwing me the pussy make that shit look like saitama
Fuck the drama, I just count the blessings let the karma charm her
Run the garments, then I rock the spot, they mocked it til I got it off
This shit is my environment that turned me to a product of
You got it Then you got it, that's why people whip the pot up
Immateur with wisdom on it, different flips, the shits exotic
They try to water down the spirit got these bitches sipping tonic
It's ironic, that they make us stars, and still be wishing on us
For a downfall



Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Thrupp
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