Lyrics

[Intro] Shit, zilchy baby (I like it) Uh Groovy! Goddamn, I took my shoes off and shit, get comfortable I want y'all to feel at home Southern hospitality type shit, midwest reality type sh- She already decided (She did) So, I'm just like, "Fuck it" Nigga it ain't got shit to do with me no more Its above me [Verse] Okay, huh Soon as I walk in this bitch (I walk) She already decided (Uh oh) She walking' up out of this bitch (She's gone) I'm already inside it (Oh no) I'm high, I'm parched than the bitch I broke my foot in the mosh pit, then put the arch on the list If you don't know, don't talk to me bitch Piss me, St. Lou chill, nigga (uh) Force ones on my heels, figure Thank God for my blunt filter More solid than all you Brita niggas I just hired me a sous chef to make sushi for my new bae Niggas be playin' 2K, smokin' K2 like, I hate dude To be honest, I'm Prada Fuckin' no pity, and I def don't gotta Thick bitch tell me that she just got back up Tryna throw that back up, gotta get my ass back up Standin' O (Standin' O), standin' O (Standin' O) Standin' O, thick tall bitch like "what you standin' on?" Nothin', jump, jump on a beat and I A-Town stomp on it Take a dump on it, tell her, sound nuts, don't it Yeah, I like when we fuck and she drunk on it Only call for the dick, I'm a component Look, I'm a component When I beat it up, leave lumps on it (Hey, why do you do this every time? Yeah, yeah What the fuck, nigga) All my friends important and my weed potent And my whip imported and my bitch is gorgeous Said, "Election you comin' nigga, who you votin' for?" Bernie blunt, what you askin' questions for? (Nigga, what you mean what am I askin' questions for?) If she a matador I keep a mattress for her Know she soft, don't know why she actin' hard Pink legend, I deserve a Patrick Star, huh And I just press to start, uh And I just want your ear But you can bring your heart, huh