Oxtails

This make me feel like sum The real light, sun My appeal right, huh Slither downtown one time for the kid You the main course and I didn't eat Simmer on down when you ring my line Act mannish when you need me Mainy gather your thoughts I don't gather mine bitch, I'm me Gather your thoughts I don't gather mine They used to tell tales bout our missions Oxtails in the kitchen When you whipping up me somethin, huh I been on the FaceTime, overtime Iphone locked, gimme head recognition, huh Gather your thoughts I don't rather mine, bitch I'm me Gather your thoughts I don't gather mine Girl, what type of time you on? Talk me into any petty crime you want You got my thoughts involved I been in your city plenty times before Confident nigga but I'm still humble Quit texting in my phone with them green bubbles Pit stops at the Harold's when my stomach rumble Bitch slap a Karen if she talking we can all scuffle And this ain't a Tesla boy it's all muscle Haters say I'm flexing but it's all hustle Spanish mami starting heating menudo Gave me head and her Hulu Chuck the duece and told me we a couple But you know that ya boy don't like hand cuff Big spender flake on bitches like dandruff Clear intents like exposed campers I son niggas Fred Sanford Yeah chain hang diamonds yellow like a urine stain Aye got em pissed off day after day Driving fast like this car never came with brakes Do yourself a favor babe Drop the lame and get with game Gather your thoughts I don't rather mine, bitch I'm me Gather your thoughts I don't gather mine Girl, what type of time you on? Talk me into any petty crime you want You got my thoughts involved I been in your city plenty times before Heard mad shit over catfish Bout the stash in the mattress Front wit the store full of fabrics Feds can't know how I'm established Interstate traffic funding my habits Keep a weapon close Niggas hit the doors they be jacking I had mad shit, home and a bad bitch Hit the Sco for the package Italian guy with the ice cream Icee no flavor though Hands full of rings keep it player though What you sayin' no Liberace Chest naked sweating through Versace Gaudy like don't give a fuck what it cost me If I got it you can have it Every since I put my niggas on gotta habit We like to stack cheese Go crazy on 580 whippin' like granny in the kitchen Oxtails in the skillet on a fuckin' mission Y'all dissin we ain't trippin this the god edition Tried to told you but you didn't listen Now you kneeled before the ring and tried to fuckin kiss it Y'all the shit I must've missed it You wasn't down when we was splitting 8ths And backwoods I'm all good