Blessed
I'm way up, I feel blessed
I'm way up, I feel blessed
Haha, I might be on the wrong song
I thought this was the thong song
Me and these rappers don't get along
And before she wake up, I'll be long gone
On a private jet, to Hong Kong
I could say that I'm blessed but I'd have to believe it
And I won't believe it unless I can see it
Mom said I'm the best so you bet I'mma be it
And I will not rest till you all been defeated
Man fuck all the rest, I'm just too damn conceited
I'm beating my chest, you already conceded
The throne to me homie, now you been unseated
So take a deep breath cause I know that you need it
Breathe in and then breathe out
I'm feasting while you bleed out
I'm beasting, there ain't no doubt
And I mighta left semen in ya ho's mouth
Now she's blessed, hahaha
Wait, did I leave it on her chest, hmm
I can't remember, I must confess, sorry
I know it's a lot to digest
But I'm like a cat lady, pussy-obsessed
And outta all my bitches, she is the best
When she need the meat I'm right here to supply it
And that's all she eat like the Atkins diet
My dick is a jet, and she just wanna fly it
My dick is a bike, and she know how to ride it
Fucked all your hoes, don't try to deny it
Now you talking shit, like you tryna get violent
Who knew that my cock could start up a riot
Can't hear myself think, now fucking be quiet
That's about all I came to say
I'm fucking shit up in a major way
Better lace up your Js, I came to play
And your girl jerked me off, I just came today
I'm way up, I feel blessed
I'm way up, I feel blessed
I'm way up, I feel blessed
Haha, I might be on the wrong song
I thought this was the thong song
Me and these rappers don't get along
And before she wake up, I'll be long gone
On a private jet, to Hong Kong
I could say that I'm blessed but I'd have to believe it
And I won't believe it unless I can see it
Mom said I'm the best so you bet I'mma be it
And I will not rest till you all been defeated
Man fuck all the rest, I'm just too damn conceited
I'm beating my chest, you already conceded
The throne to me homie, now you been unseated
So take a deep breath cause I know that you need it
Breathe in and then breathe out
I'm feasting while you bleed out
I'm beasting, there ain't no doubt
And I mighta left semen in ya ho's mouth
Now she's blessed, hahaha
Wait, did I leave it on her chest, hmm
I can't remember, I must confess, sorry
I know it's a lot to digest
But I'm like a cat lady, pussy-obsessed
And outta all my bitches, she is the best
When she need the meat I'm right here to supply it
And that's all she eat like the Atkins diet
My dick is a jet, and she just wanna fly it
My dick is a bike, and she know how to ride it
Fucked all your hoes, don't try to deny it
Now you talking shit, like you tryna get violent
Who knew that my cock could start up a riot
Can't hear myself think, now fucking be quiet
That's about all I came to say
I'm fucking shit up in a major way
Better lace up your Js, I came to play
And your girl jerked me off, I just came today
I'm way up, I feel blessed
I'm way up, I feel blessed
Credits
Writer(s): Jrew Nixon
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