Hook:
I'm stuck in the thotclot
All these bitches round me and I’m feelin like a hotshot
They been doing work, they been grindin with they squat squad
And they all so easy like IT been shootin foul shots
Issa thotclot, thotclot
Ayy, but I need some space to be
Some of you bitches have to leave
Ayy, What there was an emergency
Seriously, bitch, let me breathe
Verse 1:
Every girl finna fuck me, ayy
Holla if ya want munchies, ayy
I'm more jockey than kentucky, ayy
I don't call it getting lucky, ayy
It erry night, getting pussy, ayy
You know haters gonna judge me, ayy
But they can’t outrun me, ayy
You cannot get above me, ayy
Fake ass bitches can't touch me, ayy
They gon fall just like dumpty, ayy
Humpty dumpty went thumpty, ayy
I just stick to the humpty, ayy
Money money more money, ayy
You know yo bitch loves me, ayy
Rip ya life, ya dead, mummy, ayy
Everybody down on one knee
Thotclot!
Hook:
I'm stuck in the thotclot
All these bitches round me and I'm feelin like a hotshot
They been doing work, they been grindin with they squat squad
And they all so easy like IT been shootin foul shots
Issa thotclot, thotclot
Ayy, but I need some space to be
Some of you bitches have to leave
Ayy, What there was an emergency
Seriously, bitch, let me breathe
Verse 2:
I think I'm hitting my limit
I think I'm finna forget it
Wait hold up listen a minute
I think I'm trippin a tid bit
But did that midget just shit
In a pitcher of liquor
And put a fidget spinner in it then shake it up and then lick it?
(Wah?)
Nevermind bitch it ain't real
Don’t even think about my visions
I’m a antisocial addict with a rippin for the rhythm
And the bitches got a really writhin longin for my ripper
Which'll rip er right open inside the walls of her interior
Like that dude from flip or flop or kitchen crashers
Passion, smash em, pass em, that’s just how I treat em
Crash some ass, give them whiplash, secrete some
Splash, then flash my stash of hash, and eat some
Mash the trash in back then ask to leave them
Ash just has to catch them all, pokemon
Lastly mask the past by passin weed on
Bask in grass and ass that glass and ee aw
Ee aw being the sound the bed makes
Scuse me I'm just tryna get my head straight
All you bitches wanna lick my man grapes?
Damn
You bitches like a can of lead paint
Cause you killin me
Keep on feelin me
What is this a fuckin pettin zoo?
I don't lick my own balls
Ain't fluffy at all
Do I look like a pet to you?
You needa back the fuck up
Urra trap, no grabbin my junk
Unless chosen then we bouta fuck
(Gug gug gug)
Not then tough luck
(Gug gug gug)
Dios Mios
Triplet trappin like Migos
Please set me free from all these hoes
I’m hot but they done got me froze
I'm getting sweaty RIP these clothes
You can't have my number I need those
I know that I am your hero!
But it's hard on top, and on the bottom, and in the middle, its hard everywhere
Hook:
I'm stuck in the thotclot
All these bitches round me and I'm feelin like a hotshot
They been doing work, they been grindin with they squat squad
And they all so easy like IT been shootin foul shots
Issa thotclot, thotclot
Ayy, but I need some space to be
Some of you bitches have to leave
Ayy, What there was an emergency
Seriously, bitch, let me breathe
Outro:
Get out of my way before I freak (freak!)
I ain't death, cause I ain't grim when I reap (reap!)
The benefits of others suffering and mistakes (ha!)
But I'll still kill ya ass if you tryna hate (blah!)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, thotclot
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, thotclot
