[Verse 1: SyWavy & Kuy]
Left a foster home of kids deep up in the pussy
Fuck nigga I ain't the pappy, I got Annie looking
Hard knock life I can’t save her twice, and tell her push it
Told her nope, get out, uh, Kaluuya pulling
Bitches wanna hang with me, ain't even make the dinner list
Tryna bite these flows, you get sent up to the dentist bitch
Really slanging rod man, I'm on my Dennis shit
Not the type for back and forth, I ain’t on tennis shit
Never hit me back, I been busy, I been talkin' shit
I'm Mr. Third Leg and they asking how I walk with it
Talkin' real brazen, man I know, it's the dawg in me
He copped a pack, he flick it dos like it's sweet 'n low
Rolled a blazy hella strong, think need to bulk
Told her I like no chase, I never need a pulp
Nail a bitch to the cross, tell her kiss the pole
It's the morning, rub my wood, come lick my oak
Bitch it’s Steve Blazy, bad habits be the death of me
But fuck it, I’m with Wavy, DVB 'til the rest in peace
Think I went and lost my mind, and the rest of me
Niggas talkin’ crazy, but that shit never been stressing me
Gliding on the beat, like a frisbee in this bitch
Ain't no loose ends, Tyler Higbee in this bitch
Spark the spliff up in this bitch
Got money on they mind, I need money in my hands
Need to touch that green, Mr. Earthtone
Keep saying that she need it
One thing, I might bust up on your cleavage
Two things, only say it when you mean it
Not a family guy, bitch fuck Cleveland
Stopped the rello, need no Rylo, 'cause I been one
Stop the features, FaceTime Kuy if I need one
Stop the bitching, it's no fun cause we are young
Love the motion, how it clap, and how it stay plump
[Post-Verse: Kuy]
She wanna smoke a wood then eat mine, call me, FaceTime
Shawty on her Robin Thicke, she tryna blur lines
I been getting fried as fuck since like the first time
Real Florida nigga, yeah my dreads got some hangtime
Nigga ambidextrous, skinny nigga flexin’ swingin' like a pendulum
Niggas getting desperate, but I'm separate
Make sure that these niggas perish, then I cherish it
Shawty wanna ride the bastard like a chariot
[Verse 2: SyWavy & Kuy]
Underground how I'm coming, Sy Harriet
I could never crash on bitches that's embarrassing
Feel invincible, beat the kid Valerian
But that ain't me, I only beat it on the side
It's a stadium, arena for night
The way she clap and how it move, it get me hype
The way she clap and how it move, it get me hype
The way she clap and how it move, it get me hype
Ego bigger than BBL, no you cannot touch these heights
Steady tryna wish me well, but I been busy catching flights
I been touchin' so much road, ain't been wastin' time
Focused on alignment like the triple 2
Triple double every song I been makin', wicked moves
Fingers real sticky, real sticky from the residue
You done fucked up, let that pussy get the best of you
And I'm just an introvert, rappin' like the rent was due
[Chorus: SyWavy]
Intrusive thoughts
I got intrusive thoughts
I got intrusive thoughts
And you don't wanna, uh, be my thot
I got intrusive thoughts
I got intrusive thoughts
I got intrusive thoughts
And you don't wanna, can you uh, be my thot, Wavy