Psychopathic tendencies, suicidal Thoughts
I remove the title from a bible, roll it Then I call for my waivers title and I Never plan
On jumping off, don't need no Recital, hop up on the beat and turn It frost
Tripping in the day time so I'm never Feeling lost
And I ain't striving for fame because It's coming at a cost these days
And we don't never talk, we lay Down in my bed and then I put my Fucking juniors in a
Jar
Standing ovation, girl yo ass has Earned an applause
Bedroom be shaking, I throw a Pillow on the wall
Throw my fist up in the air, grab Some shades from the mall, throw Them on and then I'm
Finna fight that pussy for the cause
Kanye West shit give me devil in a Dress vibes
Got it on lock smith king of the Jungle, beat my chest vibes
Sitting in the cockpit eating shrimp With some reptile
I just made the pop list, model Bitches on my genital
And I stay up late, gotta be great, and I told you that I need a taste, blunt to
The face
And now she got me bending her Body, her body break
I'm hypnotizing her with my words, She give me face
She said she love my vibes, side by Side was my reply
Ocean drive, smoking trees higher Than the sky, I ain't never lie
Devil in a dress, devil in disguise, got Me blind
Thoughts of hitting from behind, Crack the code she on my mind
But I'm loving when she off the Potion, at my place we cause Commotion
Smoking loud like an explosion, Drove me crazy with her motion
Damn she wetter than the ocean, had To pull up and go through that shit like
I was Moses