monster (feat. squirl beats)
(Squirl)
(What, what)
Yeah, Imma (what, what)
(Woo)
I'm too boujee I'm a rocker
Yo bitch 2D mines a shocker
She play balls just like its soccer (haha, yeah)
She want me and I won't stop her (oooh)
Take my hands just like your collar
Make you red just like the lobster (ouu)
Bitch try me then why you bother
I'm gone feed you to my monster (ouu, ouu, ouu)
(What)
I'm gone feed you to my monster (growls)
Life get twisted in this bitch just like some pasta
(Hol' on, hol' on, hol' on)
She's a hater, an imposter
She's the reason that I hate this life it's so awful
But I feel alright when I'm with you (woo)
Kiss and bite and I might hit you (on god)
Feel this vibe I'm tryna send you
In this life it's so typical (huh)
Everyone gets bored and they leave (straight up)
Fait keeps falling down just like the leaves
But misery's residing in the trees (what, what, yeah, imma)
They gone do like my dad they gone leave (what, what)
They gone leave
Fuck 'em they gone grieve
I'm too boujee I'm a rocker
Yo bitch 2D mines a shocker
She play balls just like its soccer (haha, yeah)
She want me and I won't stop her (oooh)
Take my hands just like your collar
Make you red just like the lobster (ouu)
Bitch try me then why you bother
I'm gone feed you to my monster (ouu, ouu, ouu)
(What the fuck)
(What, what)
Yeah, Imma (what, what)
(Woo)
I'm too boujee I'm a rocker
Yo bitch 2D mines a shocker
She play balls just like its soccer (haha, yeah)
She want me and I won't stop her (oooh)
Take my hands just like your collar
Make you red just like the lobster (ouu)
Bitch try me then why you bother
I'm gone feed you to my monster (ouu, ouu, ouu)
(What)
I'm gone feed you to my monster (growls)
Life get twisted in this bitch just like some pasta
(Hol' on, hol' on, hol' on)
She's a hater, an imposter
She's the reason that I hate this life it's so awful
But I feel alright when I'm with you (woo)
Kiss and bite and I might hit you (on god)
Feel this vibe I'm tryna send you
In this life it's so typical (huh)
Everyone gets bored and they leave (straight up)
Fait keeps falling down just like the leaves
But misery's residing in the trees (what, what, yeah, imma)
They gone do like my dad they gone leave (what, what)
They gone leave
Fuck 'em they gone grieve
I'm too boujee I'm a rocker
Yo bitch 2D mines a shocker
She play balls just like its soccer (haha, yeah)
She want me and I won't stop her (oooh)
Take my hands just like your collar
Make you red just like the lobster (ouu)
Bitch try me then why you bother
I'm gone feed you to my monster (ouu, ouu, ouu)
(What the fuck)
Credits
Writer(s): Wilson Ransom
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