[Chorus]
Lil' bitch wanna have my kids, like, oh my God (Yeah)
She said she wan' suck me up (Suck me up)
Lick me up, like a mop (Like a mop)
And her friends, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Give me top, yeah, yeah (Slop, slop)
I'on fuck with Koles, naw (Fuck Kole)
I'on fuck with cops (Fuck cops)
Only fuck with ballers (Ballers)
All my homies ballin'
Never will be fallin' (Never)
All my homies locked in (Locked in)
Amen, hit 'em with the MAC-10
Shoot at him and all his friends (Boom, boom, boom)
We comin' back to spin again (Boom, boom, boom)
Spin again (Like this)
Fortnite, hit 'em like a llama
All night, starting drama
Causin' shit, we bombin'
Call me bin Laden
[Verse]
You can call me father
Yeah, I fucked your daughter
And your bro, I shot him (Boom, boom)
Spotted then we got at him (Ba, ba)
His ass looks like Brad from Grand Theft Auto (GTA)
Low chance of hitting him, yeah, he won the lotto
You are such a lame, bro (Lame bitch)
Why you starting lingos? (Lingos)
Shit is not funny, naw
Shit is just corny
Yo' ass sound like Forky
I make your girl horny (Make that bitch)
Yeah, she got on top of me (Got on top)
Rode me like a car seat (Ride, ride)
Everytime I take her out to eat, yeah she tops me (That bitch tops me)
Yeah, that bitch mops me (Yeah, that bitch mops me)
Yeah, that bitch got me
I'll admit, she got me
Yeah, yeah, she got me
Love her slimy kitty, yeah
And the way she fucks me (She rides me)
Spoil her with money (Money, money, money)
Pussy go so dummy
I think that bitch loves me
Loves me, loves me (Love, love)
I think the bitch loves me
To her, I'm her J.B
She can call me baby
Wife that bitch?
Oh, maybe
Right now, she's my lady (Just my lady)
Lately, we been having problems
She just saw her doctor
And I went to therapy
She been acting carefree
I feel like I'm Larry
Turn her to a Terry Berry (Larry, Larry, Larry)
Make her scream out Bloody Marry (Terry Berry)
Inspired by Gary Vee (Bloody Marry)
Feel like I'm off Compound V (Compound)
Got yo' bitch, she on my D
Don't believe me?
You gon' see
They don't even believe me
They don't even trust me
But they bitches bustin' me
They gon' keep on fuckin' me
I give them good company (Good company)
They don't wanna be lonely (Lonely)
I take lives like Harley Quinn
My name Luke 'cause I'm lowkey (OTM Luke)
Bitch, I just started rappin' (Bitch)
All these critics, they be jackin' (They be jackin' me)
All these drugs, I be packin' (Pack, pack)
I'on even use them, I just sell them
All my pockets overfillin'
I had to get out my feelings
I had to get out my feelings (Feelings)
Making music, make it happen
Sound acoustic so it matters (So it matters)
Rap 'bout shootin' brain matter
Tryna be me, get a ladder
If you compete, you get tired
She tell me that you a liar
She said she likes real fighters
[Chorus]
Lil' bitch wanna have my kids, like, oh my God (Yeah)
She said she wan' suck me up (Suck me up)
Lick me up, like a mop (Like a mop)
And her friends, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Give me top, yeah, yeah (Slop, slop)
I'on fuck with Koles, naw (Fuck Kole)
I'on fuck with cops (Fuck cops)
Only fuck with ballers (Ballers)
All my homies ballin'
Never will be fallin' (Never)
All my homies locked in (Locked in)
Amen, hit 'em with the MAC-10
Shoot at him and all his friends (Boom, boom, boom)
We comin' back to spin again (Boom, boom, boom)
Spin again (Like this)
Fortnite, hit 'em like a llama
All night, starting drama
Causin' shit, we bombin'
Call me bin Laden
