Lyrics

Short stack booty, up and down, I'mma bust quick Four feet tall, furried up, looking dumb thicc Rap about your opps, but you ghost when that gun click Metal on me, Edward Scissorhands, you don't touch shit Booty big, had to wear my cleats for enough grip Tuck n duck, she gone fondle up, make my nuts spin Used to be in critical and now I'm saying fuck friends Eat the box, put that ass to bed, like it's tucked in Time to align my own mind, now I'm trippin, huh? All I want, to share the food but you'll just take the kitchen, huh? Fuck yo humble bragging, I ain't fuckin with y'all writtens, huh You was at the totem top, but still gone raid the village You a villain, colonizer that's appealing, worth a million, huh? Fake jewelry look about as real as you can get it, huh? That Latara Season Two, you acting Wicket huh? Could've been a homie, but them diamonds too appealing, huh? EE CHEE WA WA! What's with all the drama? Teebo how I'm honest, put that hat on for ya mama, it's like EE CHEE WA WA! Eat it like a guava Kneesa on her knees and I'mma finish in Latara, what a Lurdo (lurdo) Lurdo (lurdo) Lurdo (lurdo) Thought I was behind? What a Lurdo (lurdo) Lurdo (lurdo) Lurdo (lurdo) Always simping for the shine, what a FUCK YOU, YOU'RE NOT ABOUT TO POLICE THE WAY I TALK
Writer(s): Demetrius Timberlake Jr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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