Burpies

Fucking with a bitch down from Florida Gave her some upstate dick In the mansions corridors Did I mention whores and whores Wanna taste some more and more They say it's the bottom of bottoms When you poppin bottles on bottles Drinking a game Don't get caught up in the problem Better stay safe Rather then deal as a mothafucken baby father Fuckin that bitch so good She sat on her knees and yell partner Ride that horsey till the fall of the dawn Till I fall off, if I could even at all Even at all If I could They call me the boss Worlds best like I'm Michael Scott Kill em in a second like I'm Michael Scarn Killin in waves Like they sections It's fucking endless None of you motherfcukers ever been about it Cause You see me and you underestimate Like you thought you was Mario I was Bowser You see the way I penetrate Yo bitch, and she love to hate The fact I'm longer than her ex You and Charles lee ray Bitches love to hate Dont know how to shave He been scratching that shit all day Yo pussy imagining this Kitty play I just fucked a dancer Came in feeling pretty handsome Pay to look at me, gimme a mothafucken rasom Pay to be like me, shoot in the dark Your chances are random Your music is phantom That shit bw so dead I bet you would throw a tantrum Bitch shut the f*ck up Tryna f*ck with me huh? Bitch tried Runin up Told her to shut the f*ck up Don't make me pick up The pistols with the grip from the floor Chrome barrel Up in yo face like yo jaw This is all top off the dome Like a volcano Thas boutta erupt Don't ever let my mouth Run off too far Better learn from me Cuz Yawll keep taking like Yawll hard Don't know shit bout clothes But I dress so damn hard Don't know shit bout music But I impress so much more Than them itty bitty rappers Talking bout they citties and they trappers But they don't hear from Potencial mexican drop outs Kill the beat Kill the beat Kill a beat I need an acapella F*ck a cock, f*ck rock Rockefeller So dead you wouldn't even notice If I toss a rock In a sock at fella Or my cock with a glock with vanilla Toward a cop at a stop, this a thriller There's a jump shot At that part, with the villain This shit so hard like I do it when I eat a bitch That is my dinner Killin this music I get so good at it And I abuse it El Itachi the next name Better get used to it