LeHornys

Lyrics

[Intro] Wait Alright [Verse 1] Sorry, I don't give a fuck about no college shit They couldn't keep me in that bitch with a scholarship I would've been the Dali Lama or like Don Lemon But I'm Dicaprio, digging my inner Bart Simpson The bitch fun, I'm breath smelling and toe sniffing I just look at you like you art, I cry books of garth I know that she'll prolly leave and break my achy breaky heart But I don't care 'cause I don't need that organ Probably find that shit again when I have me a daughter But with my karma, I probably have forty four of them One son, little runt son, Japanese mom, Beyoncé But if you jump dumb, I turn your ass to Willy Lump Lump Left silly slumped, rap game, Willy Wonka Need a ticket or a sponsor, I'm just coming through your monitors Sitting in your kitchen while your mom in her pajamas Making eggs for your brother and your father, go to school now Gym locker room, little buddy got the tool We ain't telling, shit's cool 'til he busting at you I was just thinking I could die or get some dust on my shoes from running But these my faves, I should walk the other way See, me and God had a long talk the other day He just told me some jokes and told me I could lead the way Told me I could make a change but that's all I gotta say, really [Chorus] Been a long day, smoke until my head hurt Running all the way, putting in the leg work Rolling up the paper, take a shot of Jager Shawty wan me swam in the pussy like a sailor Shorty from Chicago, she love O'Block Hop out the car, smoking out the whole block Tryna pull me over, we don't fuck with no cops We don't stop, we don't fuck with roadblocks [Interlude: Sample] Could you not talk with your mouth full? Excuse me? You're making me sick, I'm gonna throw up Oh, okay, Dad Sure thing, Dad [Verse 2] Baby got the ass like SZA Long ass hair, I wanna beat like the RZA She just want joke like the Riddler But if I puzzle this little picture She probably end up with dick near her appendix Ooh, splendid, now I gotta buy her shiny shit Dyslexic, she tryna do the 96 Wanna come to a G spot, bitch? Find this shit Tryna tell me you the bomb, like all mine and shit I been all across the world on my grindin' shit Sticky bud in my grinder, you can't grind this shit Suck a dick on your Insta and Vine but it's words you want And I promise, I ain't got the dime Look at God while you crying I ain't dying for a record to sell Beef not getting the money So it's selfish as hell to the squad Anyways, if I was there, I never could fail 'Cause JID major childish, Petty Labelle Squeaky voice, but the flow hold steady as hell My wordplay wordly and I ate the gazelle The other day and the girl, her name was Giselle It was easy as hell, she was a jezebel Yeah, uh I go an split a short with my shorty Little tired, she been riding, Kentucky Derby Little God bless this strong and hold it sturdy Hold that shit down I don't wanna catch a murdy Ovua, merci I never been in a Testarossa But I throw this dick like Testaverde All of them heard me JID so nouny and verby Talking about pussy pounding and slurping, wait [Chorus] Been a long day, smoke until my head hurt Running all the way, putting in the leg work Rolling up the paper, take a shot of Jager Shawty wan me swam in the pussy like a sailor Shorty from Chicago, she love O'Block Hop out the car, smoking out the whole block Tryna pull me over, we don't fuck with no cops We don't stop, we don't fuck with roadblocks [Outro] We don't fuck with roadblocks Nah, we don't fuck with roadblocks We don't fuck with roadblocks Man, hold up