gonorrhea

Lyrics

, sound like my mic is right, ugh, i am not a human, shout to all my moon men, yeah they call me tune, got them bitches tuned in, it's a crazy world so i stay in mine, and niggas don't cross the line, niggas stay in line, like welfare i stay elsewhere, hotter than a devil, nigga hell yeah, roc-a-bye baby, homicide baby, that's more tear drops call me cry baby, what you talkin' about tell it to my nine, cut your tongue out, mail it to your moms, i'm a young god, swagga un-flawed, bitch i'm in the building, you in the front yard, life's a bitch naw, better yet a dumb broad. and i bet i can fuck the world and make it cum hard, yeah you boys is washed up, and i'm shitting on 'em like two girls and one cup, weezy baby aka bring the money home, pull out the ak and pop you in your funny bone, laugh now die later motherfucker, you're a bitch like zeta phi beta motherfucker, yeah, i call it how i see you, i wish i never met you, i wouldn't wanna be you, pussy ass nigga i don't want your gonorrhea, pussy ass nigga i don't want your gonorrhea, yeah, i call it how i see you, i wish i never met you, i wouldn't wanna be you, pussy ass nigga i don't want your gonorrhea, pussy ass nigga i don't want your gonorrhea, man i'm so tired of balling i sleep a lot now, i'll let my goons rush you like moscow, gun at your eyebrow pow pow, man i ball hard even with 5 fouls, yeah we in this bitch like tampon's, dump you in the woods now get your camp on, choke hold around this shit 'cause i'm so hands on, i get high as fuck and polo sheets is what i lands on, back against the wall and my two feet is what i stand on, diva in the room she blowing me just like a band horn, got her on her knees the same knees that she be prayin' on, now she just text her girlfriend with a capital, you can join, yeah, what y'all wanna do i'm all ears, smoking on that head band call that shit paul pierce, i'm just so ahead of my time like dog years, ball like solange, india arie, britney spears, i am, spending much more than i'm making on these cars and these vacations, is that too much information?, i just bought a lamborghini, i'm not even into racing, with a windshield full of tickets 'cause i live right by the station, i am, tryna figure out why you so mad at me, yes i'm with young money tell the magazine stop asking me, i be with the dread with the tattoo's on his head, and a flag the colour red like a fucking low battery, nigga peep the shit i'm wylin' on, i be with your baby momma you be with your child at home, big mo, big red, two cups made of styrofoam, big cheese big bread call that shit a calzone, i will break your fucking collar bone, us against the world better pick which fucking side you on, wayne got a bugatti that he steady putting mileage on, and we about to kill em c4 mr carters home. yeah, i call it how i see you, i wish i never met you, i wouldn't wanna be you, we some asshole niggas call us diarrhea, the money keep growing yep, it's growing like a chea, yeah, i call it how i see it, y'all some pussy ass niggas we should call your gonorrhea, uh, you keep talkin' that shit i'mma see you, kill your senorita and and fuck your mama mia!