Thot Process
My bitch got a new spray tan
Yours lookin like a Oompa Loompa
Pull up in a new whip like Koopa Troopa
Fuck 12 y'all more like Super Troopers
Everything I do is big. No, Super Duper
Nah, this ain't no Uber, stupid
You a loser
I don't wanna talk you'll catch this fade like Boosie Boosie
Girls call me like, "you the man"
The way I go down on em like a scuba and
Make em drip way more
Than the Hoover Dam
Fuck the game up a I'm a hooligan
That my reason, Hoobastank
I blow so much loud, now my coupe it stank
Play this for Terrance Howard
I'll bet he'd say, "It's stupid, mayne!"
I swear this shit will make you wanna question my thought process
Might get some head from Jada Pinkett
In the month of August
That's a Thot process
Got more heat than a hot pocket
Or Jack Harlow but I'm not poppin
Tryna get it in with light skin
But her best friend over there she cock blocking
Making moves while you standing in place
Fucked up like Anakins face
Swear y'all can't handle the pace
Keep a shotgun and a beret
Let's move on amicably
I don't eat fruit but I'm having a date
I ain't tryna sound cocky
But this mask on my face
Right here's Versace
Ball so hard bad bitches wanna find me
Maybe labels will wanna sign me
They say that's unlikely
Earn my stripes but I only wear Nike
Felt like Curry when I dropped that
S W I S H. Every song a hit
Never broke a bone but I put some ice all on my writst
Bitch I'm so sick no COVID you know this
My stroke is like pro shit you novice
They notice my flow is atrocious
My dough is way longer than supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Make a flick like I'm Tarantino
Bout the money I need Dinero
Your favorite rapper just dropped a album
That shit is trash like Paradiso
Raider hat on my head. U cappin
Cop a strap and u claim u trappin
Fucked around with that reggaeton
Because for a minute I hated rapping
Now I'm back and I'm with the bullshit
Meanwhile you goin through the motions
I'm the one thats callin plays
Better Peep my homie when he run the motion
Hail Mary I feel like Pac when I'm taking shots. No Biggie
Can't nobody hold me down no more. Call me Diddy yeah
Fuckin on yo bitch she got that big body call her Escalade
More drip than an ocean u still walkin round
With that Ecko, eh?
Off that loud when I talk you hear that echo. "Hey!"
Y'all better calm me down fore all this shit escalates
Tryna make a Dior deposit, Guapdad
If I like I cop that. Attitude on fuck that. Ah yeah
She says she wanna get on top yeah
When I ate her out
She tried asking how it tastes
I said, "Not bad."
Yours lookin like a Oompa Loompa
Pull up in a new whip like Koopa Troopa
Fuck 12 y'all more like Super Troopers
Everything I do is big. No, Super Duper
Nah, this ain't no Uber, stupid
You a loser
I don't wanna talk you'll catch this fade like Boosie Boosie
Girls call me like, "you the man"
The way I go down on em like a scuba and
Make em drip way more
Than the Hoover Dam
Fuck the game up a I'm a hooligan
That my reason, Hoobastank
I blow so much loud, now my coupe it stank
Play this for Terrance Howard
I'll bet he'd say, "It's stupid, mayne!"
I swear this shit will make you wanna question my thought process
Might get some head from Jada Pinkett
In the month of August
That's a Thot process
Got more heat than a hot pocket
Or Jack Harlow but I'm not poppin
Tryna get it in with light skin
But her best friend over there she cock blocking
Making moves while you standing in place
Fucked up like Anakins face
Swear y'all can't handle the pace
Keep a shotgun and a beret
Let's move on amicably
I don't eat fruit but I'm having a date
I ain't tryna sound cocky
But this mask on my face
Right here's Versace
Ball so hard bad bitches wanna find me
Maybe labels will wanna sign me
They say that's unlikely
Earn my stripes but I only wear Nike
Felt like Curry when I dropped that
S W I S H. Every song a hit
Never broke a bone but I put some ice all on my writst
Bitch I'm so sick no COVID you know this
My stroke is like pro shit you novice
They notice my flow is atrocious
My dough is way longer than supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Make a flick like I'm Tarantino
Bout the money I need Dinero
Your favorite rapper just dropped a album
That shit is trash like Paradiso
Raider hat on my head. U cappin
Cop a strap and u claim u trappin
Fucked around with that reggaeton
Because for a minute I hated rapping
Now I'm back and I'm with the bullshit
Meanwhile you goin through the motions
I'm the one thats callin plays
Better Peep my homie when he run the motion
Hail Mary I feel like Pac when I'm taking shots. No Biggie
Can't nobody hold me down no more. Call me Diddy yeah
Fuckin on yo bitch she got that big body call her Escalade
More drip than an ocean u still walkin round
With that Ecko, eh?
Off that loud when I talk you hear that echo. "Hey!"
Y'all better calm me down fore all this shit escalates
Tryna make a Dior deposit, Guapdad
If I like I cop that. Attitude on fuck that. Ah yeah
She says she wanna get on top yeah
When I ate her out
She tried asking how it tastes
I said, "Not bad."
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