The Fbi Has a Crush On Me

Twinkle, twinkle, little star How I wonder what you are Up above the wor- Ion' hear no talking cause I be up on my "dummy shit" Glockie' fully auto, spray a hundred, that's a hundred clip Blues with rubber bands on my lap, and my racks be dummy thick Brodie try talk up onside the net, he on some funny shit Hit from the back and I make it clap, I'm on my loving shit My Glock "Robitussin", it put you to sleep Feel like combustion, I blow up the beat Feel I'm Russian, Ima blow up the scene Ese lil' mama, like fuck do you need Fuck do you want I'm counting my green My hand on my "Retta", my hand do her betta' I'm fucking yo' main and I'm getting her wetta' Like keep it together, I'm cold like the weather He talking his shit but, he soft like a feather I open the snap, get her read like a letter Man Fuck this, Fuck you, Ion give a fuck dude If you tryna' fight I hit yo' block up with a one-two Feel like a lighter I'm getting so lit Turn her around then I give her the dick Feel like I'm "Batman" I save her then dip Ruga' my hip got a beam Ona stick Fully attached he get hit like a lick Ian gon' talk but I'll do it again Forty-five hollows that stay Ina "FN" Ion' hear no talking cause I be up on my "dummy shit" Glockie' fully auto, spray a hundred, that's a hundred clip Blues with rubber bands on my lap, and my racks be dummy thick Brodie try talk up onside the net, he on some funny shit Hit from the back and I make it clap, I'm on my loving shit Asian lil' Bitch Ima call her "Malaysian" I stay with Hatian, they always hating I'm smoking Jamaican, I'm smoking the gas Brodie want to talk he put Ina pack Puff Puff, Pass Hand on her ass, Ima hit do the dash Roll up a blunt leave you smoking the ash Sucking the tip like her last name was "Kaash" I am menace, like my name "Dennis" I pass em' a brick, like I'm playing in tennis I shoot like a "Laker", I'm playing a scrimmage I'm playing her heart, cause she fucking my image Hit wit' a rubber I leave undercover I hit it in mission I stay undercover I hit it diminish I'm still undercover Damn, Damn, like Damn, I hit again, what you doing? who yo' mans More then likely he a fan, if he not we can fan I beat a bitch like "Kan" Sipping on "dro" out the Kan Ion' hear no talking cause I be up on my "dummy shit" Glockie' fully auto, spray a hundred, that's a hundred clip Blues with rubber bands on my lap, and my racks be dummy thick Brodie try talk up onside the net, he on some funny shit Hit from the back and I make it clap, I'm on my loving shit