Japan
I just took a trip to Tokyo, hitting licks up in Japan
Underground up in the states, but I got Japanese fans
Turned my currency to Yen, now I got Japanese bands
Hit the store, put on that shit, now I got Japanese pants
I just grabbed the wheel and get to spinning like a ferris
When me and bro went to the stu, after that drill in Paris
And I don't got no shame in my game, can't feel embarrassed
I got eyes behind my head, I can't be outchea moving careless
Bad bitch, hibachi, eating sushi and sashimi
Finna lace her with some sausage, I ain't talking bout no weenie
She gone take a bow, hit her wow, now she creamin
The monster gotta slay her when I turn her to a demon
Now I'm up in Okinawa thuggin' with Mr. Miyagi
She gone wax on, wax off, all over her body
Konnichiwa, she a freak gone eat it up
Like the way I'm treating her, MonSta WicKed beat it up
Kanojo wa sukidesu, Kanojo wa sukidesu, yeah
Kanojo wa sukidesu, Kanojo wa sukidesu, yeah
She likes to get on top, she likes to give me neck yeah
The WicKed Klan the best, lil' bitch you know the rest, yeah
I just took a trip to Tokyo, hitting licks up in Japan
Underground up in the states, but I got Japanese fans
Turned my currency to Yen, now I got Japanese bands
Hit the store, put on that shit, now I got Japanese pants
I just grabbed the wheel and get to spinning like a ferris
When me and bro went to the stu, after that drill in Paris
And I don't got no shame in my game, can't feel embarrassed
I got eyes behind my head, I can't be outchea moving careless
Bitch, I got big dreams cause this the type of shit I cherish
Having nightmares of a nigga locked up in the parish
I was young and wildin' out they asking where the fuck my parents
Lose your life for being scared this shit awareness
We gone slam some, put yo ass on a poster
I got that fye in my draws, I don't need no holster
Talking shit from afar, bet they won't come closer
I put that on my lil' boy, you gone get fucked over
She want a plate she gone be cooking with Monsta
Acting fake boujee, serve her dick and lobster
She want a rudeboy, gangsta, mobster
I am not Italian, but I turn shit to pasta
Underground up in the states, but I got Japanese fans
Turned my currency to Yen, now I got Japanese bands
Hit the store, put on that shit, now I got Japanese pants
I just grabbed the wheel and get to spinning like a ferris
When me and bro went to the stu, after that drill in Paris
And I don't got no shame in my game, can't feel embarrassed
I got eyes behind my head, I can't be outchea moving careless
Bad bitch, hibachi, eating sushi and sashimi
Finna lace her with some sausage, I ain't talking bout no weenie
She gone take a bow, hit her wow, now she creamin
The monster gotta slay her when I turn her to a demon
Now I'm up in Okinawa thuggin' with Mr. Miyagi
She gone wax on, wax off, all over her body
Konnichiwa, she a freak gone eat it up
Like the way I'm treating her, MonSta WicKed beat it up
Kanojo wa sukidesu, Kanojo wa sukidesu, yeah
Kanojo wa sukidesu, Kanojo wa sukidesu, yeah
She likes to get on top, she likes to give me neck yeah
The WicKed Klan the best, lil' bitch you know the rest, yeah
I just took a trip to Tokyo, hitting licks up in Japan
Underground up in the states, but I got Japanese fans
Turned my currency to Yen, now I got Japanese bands
Hit the store, put on that shit, now I got Japanese pants
I just grabbed the wheel and get to spinning like a ferris
When me and bro went to the stu, after that drill in Paris
And I don't got no shame in my game, can't feel embarrassed
I got eyes behind my head, I can't be outchea moving careless
Bitch, I got big dreams cause this the type of shit I cherish
Having nightmares of a nigga locked up in the parish
I was young and wildin' out they asking where the fuck my parents
Lose your life for being scared this shit awareness
We gone slam some, put yo ass on a poster
I got that fye in my draws, I don't need no holster
Talking shit from afar, bet they won't come closer
I put that on my lil' boy, you gone get fucked over
She want a plate she gone be cooking with Monsta
Acting fake boujee, serve her dick and lobster
She want a rudeboy, gangsta, mobster
I am not Italian, but I turn shit to pasta
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Writer(s): Cameron Dean
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