To The Face

M.D.B Uh Um Yea It's nice to meet you Why they surprised to see you? They can't believe they eyes They can't believe you here Don't let this shit get weird Your life don't come in pairs That's why I stay prepared, I'm goin' out like Tony M. I do this shit with no pen, this shit cost an arm and a leg This shit gon' cost them a limb, just take this shit on the chin They got me started again, they got me started again Really shouldn't have got me started again They know that I will crash the party again Start the track, I go retarded again They know I dive in the pussy, I swim She my type, her ass exotic and shit And her toes them hoes be polished and shit Oh she know, I swear she know I'm the shit And they know, I swear they know I'm the shit Swear they know, them niggas hoes and this bitch Not my bro, then I don't know you and shit Wallet swole, can't fit no cash in that bitch All that cake, I'm bout to bake her and shit All that cake, she cummin' batter and shit All that weight, don't make me wait up and shit To The Face, I put my blunt on the feature On the waist, can't have Harley next to Nina Claim it's beef, don't remember when I see him Said on sight, gotta see it to believe it She take flights, eat her up before she leavin' Get her right, beat it up before the weekend I got time, beat it up before a meetin' Harley tight, she'll leave a nigga bleedin' If I ever get stuck in the corner, just know that I'm not goin' under You don't want a problem, just know that I'm already on it They can play if they wanna, leave you on a red bottoms Play my shit, heads noddin', in the Stu and I'm with marijuana She like doin' pilates, it helps when she wanna get naughty They say "damn you got talent," I told them trust me I'm not even tryin' I said if you act like a fish, you get fried If you act like a bitch, you get smacked If you act like a pussy, get hit, better hope it ain't hit from the back I wonder why I have my notes, because I know that I don't use this Okay, they know I got the sauce, but do they know I got the juices? She like a new Playstation nigga, the way that she ain't got no users She like an old iPhone 6, the way I'm fillin' up her usage I swear these niggas act just like some nerds, the way they playin' on computers I swear these bitches act just like some birds, so when I'm seein' them, I'm shooin' them I see the feds, I turn into Ferb I don't know a thing, don't know what you heard Get her ass a bag anytime she want Car go 160 in a minute My attire was Ralph Lauren invented My wrist is Paul Rich invented I'm just a money bag abuser I'm just a bad bitch abuser She know her ass thick, I need her She know this ice ain't Rita's They know this shit from out the freezer She know this cheddar ain't Cheetos She know this cheese ain't Velveeta I tell her count my C notes They like to play me on they speakers She tryna f*ck me to my music I got the green like I'm CeeLo I findin' green like I'm Nemo Got a lot, but I need more She bend it over like an elbow Before she finish, get a sore throat Before she finish, get a sore throat I tell her, girl, you a throat goat I tell her, girl, we can go pro She want me touch all on her boobies She want me touch all on her coochie I tell her, girl, let's make a movie This shit ain't nothing like Tubi I pop your bubble, no jacuzzi I'm 'bout that paper like some loose leaf You have arrived at your destination