Silly Goofy Mood (Explicit)

Got that hot bitch Death grip Riding in a pink whip If this rap shit don't work out I can always sell my feet pics Yeah feet pics Weak mix Gallant out here hitting licks Getting licked Ain't my shit Fuckboy can't find the clitoris Still gripping it Talk that shit Then bust too quick Too much for him Should've known this grippy would be too much for him Its a shame Could've been out here screaming his name Screaming his name Telling me every man ain't the same Got no game Dude is lame All lose no gain Don't mansplain Rather put a bullet in my fucking brain Numb the pain Paint the ceiling Michelangelo Gallant knows He a hoe Nothing to show Only took 2 seconds for you to blow Yeah blow Blows my mind Why am I out here wasting my fucking time Cinder block to the leg and I'm gonna fucking drown Bury me down Deep in the ground No body found Got the ops looking for me all round town No face no case Let them eat cake Tatted on my ass like I give it away Got that lean Call it dawn Cuz one drop and I'm fucking gone Yeah gone For too long Now I'm back snorting shit through a straw Pussy addictive Call that vice grip 666 slice in my wrist Still that bitch Can't give a shit Mans talk too much now his homie tryna hit Homie wanna hit He ain't shit Got a lil dick Said he gon ride but he always tryna dip No excuse All he do is lose Can't stand it man I gotta short fuse Gotta short fuse Blow up on you Minor inconvenience and I'm hanging in a noose Mental cracked Drug relapse You know what would slap Tuck me in six feet under for a lil dirt nap I'm so high Think I might Send you a kite Start a new fight Pull up on a bitch in the middle of the night Middle of the night Pull up red light 1 shot in the darkness then I roll up outta sight Outta sight Outta mind I'm the hottest bitch that you will find Got a mystery box Keep it locked Said I have no drip but we fucking in the Crocs Give him throat Gallant the goat Pussy so fine hide it in a castle with a moat Most won't go Leave me alone Man that I want is always on the go Never moving slow Lead in the head and you'd never even know Numbers Letters Bitch do better If a bitch worried about her time then let her Money on my mind I'm a go getter Not a go get him I don't chase men Can't make me I ain't playing pretend Lactose intolerant But bitch I'm still cheesing Nonchalant on my neck One more line then I'm leaving