Michael Myers
Glock with the switch, monkey nuts with the boner
Make the wrong move, we gon' turn you to a donor
Handin' out free smoke, he actin' like a stoner
Steady actin' like a bitch, I should put you on the corner
Or I could introduce you to a coroner
Ridin' in a spaceship with some sexy lil' foreigners
Good everywhere we go, the trenches we be explorin' em
Too many foreigns parked outside, they might just start deportin' em
I bleed the bitch feet, you be simpin', always courtin' em
If he claimin' he a opp on wax, we start torchin' em
I'm known to dog a bitch, like my frenchies, everything exotic
You say you sparkin' up that za, but you don't really got it
You steady tryna pop it, when you should really stop it
Made it out my hood, they mad that I'm a trendin' topic
You grew up silver fork and spoon, livin' like a Huxtable
I was stackin' up cheese as a youngin', not no lunchables
Thinkin' with yo dick, how you think you ain't touchable
Cryin' about the bitch when I ain't even touch the hoe
He in soccer playin' defense, he guardin' the bitch
I'm a player tryna win, I be chargin' a bitch
When they see me, they be quick to run like I'm Michael Myers
Quick to pass a bitch off like she was a flyer
Let me boss you up and let me make your future brighter
Money make me cum and I can see that, that excite her
When they see me, they be quick to run, Michael Myers
Used to put the work all up in the spare tire
Never been a buyer, I always been the supplier
I'm known to do the dash, engine growling like a tiger
Make the wrong move, we gon' turn you to a donor
Handin' out free smoke, he actin' like a stoner
Steady actin' like a bitch, I should put you on the corner
Or I could introduce you to a coroner
Ridin' in a spaceship with some sexy lil' foreigners
Good everywhere we go, the trenches we be explorin' em
Too many foreigns parked outside, they might just start deportin' em
I bleed the bitch feet, you be simpin', always courtin' em
If he claimin' he a opp on wax, we start torchin' em
I'm known to dog a bitch, like my frenchies, everything exotic
You say you sparkin' up that za, but you don't really got it
You steady tryna pop it, when you should really stop it
Made it out my hood, they mad that I'm a trendin' topic
You grew up silver fork and spoon, livin' like a Huxtable
I was stackin' up cheese as a youngin', not no lunchables
Thinkin' with yo dick, how you think you ain't touchable
Cryin' about the bitch when I ain't even touch the hoe
He in soccer playin' defense, he guardin' the bitch
I'm a player tryna win, I be chargin' a bitch
When they see me, they be quick to run like I'm Michael Myers
Quick to pass a bitch off like she was a flyer
Let me boss you up and let me make your future brighter
Money make me cum and I can see that, that excite her
When they see me, they be quick to run, Michael Myers
Used to put the work all up in the spare tire
Never been a buyer, I always been the supplier
I'm known to do the dash, engine growling like a tiger
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Writer(s): Michael De Herrera
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