(Hey, seven-thirty)
Aye, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, she eat me up 'til the sunrise
She told me come over it's lunchtime
She want Metal-Man that boy the fun guy
N fake, man, they need 'em a stunt guy
Yeah, I put my dick where her tongue lie
Said she ready for a fun time
Yeah, they stuck in a knot, bitch, I'm untied(fasho')

Yeah, I get the guap and I go
Rock on my wrist so she wanna roll
She give me top, yeah, the throat
I been on top these n below
Yeah, if you got tea better po'
I got my new bitch she selling the coke
I eat her up, I'm taking her soul
I'm taking the high and you taking the low
Spent two bands on zapatos
I'm a real n, yeah, I like goth hoes(On God)
She put my meat in her taco
I got the chicken, it's sweeter than waffles
This shit I got, it's Faragamo
I'm rocking Number Nine just like I'm Rondo
Yeah, I got my little bitch you know she on go
I got so much water, they need 'em a poncho(Yeah)
Yeah, fuck n, I had enough of you
Her pussy sweeter than Honeydukes
Big bro in the Bronx he gon' come for you
Yeah, il' hoe I ain't come to comfort you
Yeah, and when I cum I ain't cum for you
Yeah, lil' n I make the money move
Yeah, n, fuck you and your dummy crew, bitch
Hurry up
I got fire, and that's what I'm serving up
I carry my shit like I'm Mariah
I'm wit' Ant, you know that he guried up
I'm too much, yeah, I'm causing this turbulence
Bitch, you know I'm on fire I'm burning up
Uh, if you pass me the rock I'm a curry up
My n clean but you could get dirtied up, bitch
Haha, aye, aye, aye, aye, yeah
Aye, yeah
Aye, yeah
Aye, yeah
Aye, yeah
Bitch
(Hollup')