(Verse 1)

If she tells me eat ass, imma leave fast

But it's cool on my face she can teabag

E gasp, for what we doing she need knee pads

Good God so good might relapse

And that's how it's 'post to be

All these other rappers ain't close to me

Bet you I can make your girl moan for me

This a celebration here's a toast to me

Hoes get wet cause of my poetry

I keep balling while ya'll are still 0 for 3

So notice me, on the coldest beats

On these tracks i'll leave you and your bros deceased

Can't help I put in work like the 10 to 2

Especially when your main girls tryna send me nudes

If you don't know where she at you probably should get her

Cause she be all up on my wood just like a wood chipper

Houston we have got a prob, she slobbed on my knob

And now she act as if I stole her heart like I rob

Can't deny she was really gripping the sheets

Ain't no Halloween but I really gave this trick a treat

Pulling clothes out the shop like a dresser drawer

I'm a god tell me who is gonna test the lord?

Playing tonsil hockey with her pussy lips

She wanna argue told that this is as good as it gets