Lyrics

Yeah, trying to make you a mom I score a touchdown, I slid in your DM's I'm playing it wrong She handle rush hour Don't take me long On top of the world, can't beat King Kong I'll follow your girl, straight to me where she's gone I talk to her thorough, make believe that she's fond No competing with me, nah I'm blowing smoke, this that Nicotine fog You going broke, hit that DMT bong With no clothes, she wants me to be on And beyond, so keep going Will he ride for you daily Does he cry when it's crazy Will he lie, I just think he's all talk Does he slide when you need him Will hе mind if you keep it Will he fall feel defeatеd, ah nah Hey Keeping it up, it ain't nothing to me She's got a butt and she bubbles the tea Cool, I don't break a sweat in a hundred degrees I'm pushing the pen, I don't pick loyalties Pull a trick on her, switch use your own expertise And I'm one for the bass, making love to the beat And I'm punching his face, if he doesnt just leave, on God Don't take me long On top of the world, can't beat King Kong I'll follow your girl, straight to me where she's gone I talk to her thorough, make believe that she's fond No competing with me, nah I'm blowing smoke, this that Nicotine fog You going broke, hit that DMT bong With no clothes, she wants me to be on And beyond So keep going Boy don't talk like it's daisy's We gon rock, I don't miss this ball I'm the new Tom Brady We gon posse up on you, awesome Your squad's lazy I don't rock with you, pirate songs Ain't Ahoy Matey We don't know where he belongs Consistently handling business I'm the one, building up riches Get in her britches, he get mad or get defensive Yanking out all her extensions, not my intentions I put all of you rappers on benches I'm the man on a millionaire mission I'm the one of one, god's gotta mention Don't take me long On top of the world, can't beat King Kong I'll follow your girl, straight to me where she's gone I talk to her thorough, make believe that she's fond No competing with me, nah I'm blowing smoke, this that Nicotine fog You going broke, hit that DMT bong With no clothes, she wants me to be on And beyond So keep going