Celest

Pull up I'm clearing the scene (yuh) Don't give a fuck if you not with the team (hell nah) They get hit with the machines (yuh) That boy look Hindu he got a red beam (haha) Why that boy talking to me? (why?) Boy my outfit clean just like Listerine That's why I make that hoe scream Kitty so wet I make that lil hoe cream Pull up I'm shutting shit down yuh Bitch I'm coming for that crown Pussy boy get around (uh) That boy he think he the shit but he late Oh my God That boy looking like a clown (yuh) I got a lotta shit up on my plate So don't ask me for no handouts (no) I ain't never listen to what they say That's why I'm running them out Don't give a fuck what they say if it ain't about bands Don't give a fuck what they on I'm not here to make friends Bitch I'm riding my own wave I ain't jacking no damn trends I enjoyed my time with you but I guess this the end (bye!) I done told that bitch to go Told her don't want her no more Cause you acting like a hoe Boy you soft and you gon fold My bruddas uppin that pole Got a red bean with a scope And we aiming at your dome Know we kickin down yo door Pussy boy get on the floor She fuck with me cause I'm bold Hit that bitch then Imma ghost She ask why My heart too cold Jewellery temperature same it's on froze Save the game honey where's my super suit? Frozone Drunk on yo luv aint no Dom Corleo I'm off the xan off the molly I'm gone