Not from the A, not quite a savage but I'm twenty one
Down here I'm the shepherd, follow quietly silence of the lambs
Last year started with GarageBand, now in my garage lambs
You shed a tear every time you listen to my bangers, how the f*ck you dare to call me
Zesty?
Independent, she don't need no man but saw my pockets and her belly roared like Katy
Goes ghetto on me and I can't help but laugh, low-key reminds me of that chick from
Wendy's
Claims to be open-minded, but y'all should've seen her face when she saw me with
Another lady
This is South Florida, ain't gonna lie, we're such a different breed
She tried to kick me out of my own crib so I had no option but to send her to the keys
Step by step, that's just something that you haven't learned
I could sell my soul and get me hella bread, but I rather get me a nine to five than make
A song with Sexy Red
Now you're in my subconscious as if we was in "Inception"
She is not from Broward, but that booty a temptation
When you back it up, babe what a hell of a sensation
She is not from Broward, but that booty a temptation
Bang one out and drop her off, call it hit and run
Diabetic yet she begging me for a creampie
I could've gotten me a job at Popeyes but I chickened out
Now I hit the booth and it's In & Out
Pulled up to my room and goes: "lemme see what you can do with that guitar"
I guess one thing let to another and I ended up fingerbanging her while taking a shower
Before all of this shit happened it was pretty low-key over here
Now my crib is bumping like a (g)raveyard with a fallen "g"
The idea of showing everything I own never really appealed to me
But lately I've been picturing myself hopping in a foreign whip
Magic tricks like Shin Lim, in between my fingers there is a swisher
I get up on the mic and leave you speechless
Now you're in my subconscious as if we was in "Inception"
She is not from Broward, but that booty a temptation
When you back it up, babe what a hell of a sensation
She is not from Broward, but that booty a temptation