Icky Icky (feat. Wonder)

Am I strong enough to do that? Oh my God, I'm so strong now Jesus fucking Christ, I did that with no effort You know, I'm sorry man, I think I need to order another tank top I really liked that tank top Damn, I didn't think I'd be that strong to fuckin' just rip it I didn't even have a hole in it, I just fuckin' ripped it It's that easy now? What the fuck I think your ho' she wanna kiss me How y'all sayin' she was picky? I got two twin glickys See my bank? It's icky, icky Think your ho' she wanna kiss me How y'all sayin' she was picky? I got two twin glickys See my bank? It's icky, icky, yeah She a bad bitch, she Heaven sent You broke, you got seven cents God gave me his Leatherman And told me never let 'em in I've been making paper likе a money machine That bitch white likе Dylan Brady, got me feeling so clean When I walk up on the promenade, now I do what I want These bitches see me and they want my bod, like oh my G-God This lil' boy MOL$, he kinda cute, but damn he flexin' a lot That's 'cause I came up from the dirt and now I'm coppin' a lot I said, ayy, grab you by the heart like I was killua Leave you in the dark then power up like Tony Stark Wait this hook about to start Cut you down like I was Marth I got hoes in every time zone and they're tearing me apart I think your ho' she wanna kiss me How y'all sayin' she was picky? I got two twin glickys See my bank? It's icky, icky Think your ho' she wanna kiss me How y'all sayin' she was picky? I got two twin glickys See my bank? It's icky, icky, yeah Okay, I pull up with that lil' hoe Bitch, fuck you, I'm on for my bros That hoe gon' try to come for my throat We gon' pull up and drop 'em, bitch, I might go Okay, they thinkin' I'm mad, but I got they bitch on my dick tip I don't got choppas but I still really wanna talk shit I don't fuck with you because you gotta get a grip, bitch You think you talkin' and I'ma drop 'em in a moshpit Okay, like bitch get off my dick if you wan' fuck with my dough I don't spend a lot of money, baby, all my chains is faux That boy don't know how to rap, give him a slap on the wrist And I don't know, I don't know what's next, just wan' flash in the drip Okay, I fuck pussies up, I ain't trippin' 'bout the bucks I ain't dumb, if you got time I think we can go knuckle up And I've been fuckin' around and that bitch get so mad I get tired of that hoe unless she throw ass I've been waiting to get it, I want cat so bad If we pull up on lil' bro, then he tip so bad I think your ho' she wanna kiss me How y'all sayin' she was picky? I got two twin glickys See my bank? It's icky, icky Think your ho' she wanna kiss me How y'all sayin' she was picky? I got two twin glickys See my bank? It's icky, icky, yeah I gotta call the cops Hello? There's been a murder Nigga, fuck Allison, can you explain what internet is?