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Science Project (Prod. Ras G) Video (MV)




Performed By: Fly Anakin
Length: 1:57
Written by: Frank Walton




Fly Anakin - Science Project (Prod. Ras G) Lyrics




My bitch a choosy lover never f*ck without a rubber
Cum puddle all in the sheets ain't f*cking her under cover
No sherm this dick a acid trip, you LL I'll be the baphomet
Slow stroke and improvise the strike, we flew coach
How the f*ck I end up on a speedboat
Should be illegal how she ride that, I get sidetracked
Shit made me quit blacks, not yet tho
The illest charming intellect that you know
The raps go, should print my next shit on a blue note
Ecstasy on the forecast and legs too, a god in the bedroom
You lock up on me again I'ma kill you
Nothing like sex in a new dimension break out in sweats
Before I even mention what I got inside the pension
Now we play with quantum physics and shit
Light the world on fire for petty shit hitting federal licks
Bonnie beat bitches up for the god and keep my soldier on hard
And she G enough to pull my card
Mastering the tightrope for god's hope I divvy the dope
And give scriptures for the culture to quote
Open ended, carve throats to make pendants
Shorty my descendant been down since Krit went independent
Multi, we will never die twist that la
Babygirl rob a bank for a nigga like fly
Risk yo life or die we live in the sky opening lids like canned goods
Reporting live ahhhhhhhh FUCK
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My bitch a choosy lover never f*ck without a rubber
Cum puddle all in the sheets ain't f*cking her under cover
No sherm this dick a acid trip, you LL I'll be the baphomet
Slow stroke and improvise the strike, we flew coach
How the f*ck I end up on a speedboat
Should be illegal how she ride that, I get sidetracked
Shit made me quit blacks, not yet tho
The illest charming intellect that you know
The raps go, should print my next shit on a blue note
Ecstasy on the forecast and legs too, a god in the bedroom
You lock up on me again I'ma kill you
Nothing like sex in a new dimension break out in sweats
Before I even mention what I got inside the pension
Now we play with quantum physics and shit
Light the world on fire for petty shit hitting federal licks
Bonnie beat bitches up for the god and keep my soldier on hard
And she G enough to pull my card
Mastering the tightrope for god's hope I divvy the dope
And give scriptures for the culture to quote
Open ended, carve throats to make pendants
Shorty my descendant been down since Krit went independent
Multi, we will never die twist that la
Babygirl rob a bank for a nigga like fly
Risk yo life or die we live in the sky opening lids like canned goods
Reporting live ahhhhhhhh FUCK
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Writer: Frank Walton
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