Chorus:

(Make your bets)

Make a mil, I'll wait until that

(Much, I get)

How you feel is not important

(Now, I'm set)

Add distortion, hold your horses

(Make your bets)

Think I'm finally set for now (x2)

Verse:

I’ll make forty mil fore’ I’m forty, affording meals

Don’t you ignore me, avoiding my sorted bills

She acting ornery and I’m feeling horny

We fuck til the morning, your eyes lookin stormy- chill

You’re on the precipice? Where is your confidence?

Don’t hate on me cuz your girl ain’t monogamous

Swallowing, you feeling flogged while she hollering

What were you into?! She’s asking for collaring

Lactose intolerant, you hatе her milk?

Heh, your loss, bro

Can’t find a girl like this at Costco

Motorboat hеr while I’m eating nachos

Take a couple puffs, then I pass it to her

Smoke passing through her like molasses, her tats are newer

She got a fat cat asshole, scratching to her

Legs kinda hurt after that

She cosplays for me, I cosplay for her

I’ve already spoken at length bout the maid dress, and I’ll happily wear it and call her “sir”

This dick her favorite hors d'oeuvres

Your girl can’t afford it, I’m sure

She think I’m a catch, a Serviper

Honestly, I know that I like her

I am pansexual, I puff pottery

My whole awakening came from a Potterzine

Cut deep like nautically, impossibly, and honestly?

Monogamy is my thing!

(Bitch)

Chorus:

(Make your bets)

Make a mil, I'll wait until that

(Much, I get)

How you feel is not important

(Now, I'm set)

Add distortion, hold your horses

(Make your bets)

Think I'm finally set for now (x4)