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Let me introduce myself Last name Tiny As Hell, first name Dick (bruh) If I ever fall in love, hit me with a brick (damn) I'm the Alibaba version of John Wick Walked into Trump Tower 'cause I had to take a shit She said I'm a two on a scale of one to five (uh) Tried spitting game, but she spitted in my eye If I had to rizz to save my life, I'd fucking die Give me my keys, man, I'm drunk enough to drive (what?) "Bitch, I am Trump", "Uh, bitch, I'm Obama" I'm whichever political class gets her in my comma (whoo) Always on the roads, I ain't talking 'bout Lana Got it off the muscle like my name was Baki Hanma I look so damn good right now, take a photo Can't afford the iPhone (hello, Moto?) When I see Latinas, I go loco Tienes mucho culito, te no un poco I'ma rizz that girl one time and get blocked (blocked) If I got negative rizz, then I'm on top (top) Negative a thousand rizz, I'm tryna get off the block (block) It don't matter though because my rizz fucking, uh, shot (shot) The bed look like a piece of bread, it's on top I don't even know how the fuck Blueface used the mop My shirt just shrunk, I swear it look like a crop top This is the sound of a peacock Drink it Hold on, spin it on your finger, wait, wait, hold on, fidget? Hold up, wait, hold up -, wait, wait, a cricket? Hold up, man, I can't even figure out how to - What? Hold on, let me try to get back I'ma say, "The robots is coming, robots attack!" Wait, wait, wait, hold up, hold up, wait, the robots is back? Oh, hell nah, ayy, the robots is back, oh! I-I-I'm bout' to fumble this bag Like a game, I got stuck, I was frozen to lag, huh This fucking hottie stopped me right in my tracks I got the bands, got the money, now I'm chasing the bag (money) Went in this life 'cause I was set to obtain Do not consent to even earn myself my very own name (whoa) Last name is Bitches, my first name is No, huh Got no fucking rizz to even put on a show, let's go Har-har-har-har-har, like Freddy Fazbear (ha-ha-ha) Asked a baddie for her addy, asked if I can crash here She was like, "Nah, huh, I liked you last year" Damn, shawty, that's a shame you really couldn't go there Huh, got nobody in my life to show devotion Think I'm getting bored, yeah, it's time to grab the lotion (dick) That may be messed up, but you let me down King of negative rizz, now give me my crown
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