Young, Dumb, And Classy (feat. LilAppleJuice)

I'm back, yeah I hope you bitches missed me Pussy is wet, so she ride it like a jetski Uh, yeah I try to stay cautious She a bad bitch but she's askin' for raw sex Naw, I don't want that right now Got a baddie on the pill who I'd rather pipe down Told that thotty not to make a sound Knew that wouldn't work cuz I'm the mayor of PoundTown Woah, now she tryna undress me One or two tugs on the dick don't impress me I'ma stay cool, if I sneeze you bless me Don't test me, I'll kick your balls like Messi Uh, yeah that ass fantastic I only drop hits, call me Mr. BoomBastic When I pull up all these hoes go spaztic The way she crunch my pickle you would think it was Vlasic Wrote a song about head now it's topping charts I maul her coconuts, not talkin' Mario Kart She keeps track of her cycle with a flowchart She the Lisa Simpson to my Bart Ooh! Scratch that, they're siblings She ain't no Curry but she still be dribbling She hit me up, we did a genital handshake I may not be a baker but I sure know how to pound cake Way she is so gentle Got me feelin' sentimental We stay young and dumb and classy All these girls want to get nasty ay I just need some space now Come on sugar don't you worry So much pussy in my face My vision startin' to get blurry Can't fuck on a dyke Nigga I ain't no fish bitch Fucking on your wife got me feeling like Rich Rich Lean in my cup so you know I'm finna sling dick Dropped my damn vape boutta try to rip a fish stick (While higher than a motherfucker) Yuh, and I'm young, dumb, and classy My name ain't fuckin' Johnny so it's best not to test me (Test me) Double protein but I only want the tit meat Ask her how she want it "Down my throat in the backseat" Got the job and the hoe, ain't got the time for a lame nigga Pull up to the spot and you know I'm slamming dick in her Touching her patella Make me creamy like Nutella Got police inside my area Fuck a bad girl that's a (Ahh) Pulled up to the crib, fucked a hot dog toaster Shawty called me up but she know I'm 'bout to ghost her Worn out pussy, bad bitch diagnoser Nigga's off-key, kind of hard to get Grosser Break new records Yeah dude, we're hitting unknown territory with this one Way she is so gentle Got me feelin' sentimental We stay young and dumb and classy All these girls want to get nasty ay I just need some space now Come on sugar don't you worry So much pussy in my face My vision startin' to get blurry (Ayo) Gas prices up so my bitches have to carpool Won't slip up unless I'm trippin' on the toadstool One, two, three rips from the vaporizer Don't get morning wood, I'm not an early riser Sipping my lemonade Balls look like hand grenades Baddie with a fatty But I bought her on the prepaid You could call her Asian how she loud in the hallway Boys in the crib, but you know it ain't broad day She reek of a dime, well that's common sense She protestant cuz she could never give up meat for lent Fifteen inches total girlies know it's overwhelming When they cycling between us, shawties oughta wear a helmet Swimming like a Zora in that soaking wet Majora Your girl gave me fuego head like she be Dora I'm gainin' this brain like I trade shares in Quora Got me feeling like Lucario with all of this aura Girl sat on the base now she feelin hella groovy Bouta chef it up, make this girl a dick smoothie Her Titties have wifi with all that bandwidth Put it in a bun, make that girl a dick sandwich Got a reputation, girlies know that we can lay pipe Just call up your mother she can tell you what it feels like Shawty got an ass, so of course she gonna flaunt it Also got a dildo but you know we gonna pawn it Got a french girl in my bed cuz she want my wee-wee Stretch the pussy out, leave that bitch a little leaky Way she is so gentle Got me feelin' sentimental We stay young and dumb and classy All these girls want to get nasty ay I just need some space now Come on sugar don't you worry So much pussy in my face My vision startin' to get blurry