Graffiti Avenue - 11:11 Lyrics

Passing a stank hoe we play hot potato
Girl on her third bar like she is a capo
Maybe I'm devilish Angel no halo
Lucifer valentine name for the day tho
Rolling with thugs Doing some drugs
Around with your hoe and she giving me hugs
Showing no love I wanna f*ck
Down on the bitch think I'm up on my luck

Making my wish
I wish for that bitch
11:11
So superstitious
Ascending from heaven
Won't ever exist
I'm Kevin eleven
And I can shape shift

I will go giggity have an Epiphany
Switching the sensory Jewelry like Tiffany
And you'll be missing me I am not listening
Know if I'm burning that you would not piss on me

And she so demanding wet cheeks like it's Sandy
Call me Mr. Whiskers, f*cking up on Brandy
Ghost you like I'm Danny death no Billy Mandy
Sweeter than some candy eat me like a Plan B

Cooling on my produce now I'm fly like Mary Poppins
I got Ladies in my cockpit so I call it aeronautics
Now she wetter than aquatic know I like my girls exotic
Keeping it erotic my thought process is hypnotic

Working on my cantos
I'm talking to my fans though
My position switched up
Don't wanna be your mans hoe
Who the f*ck your mans hoe
Thought that was the plan tho
Guessing that I wasn't it
You probably need like 10 more

Patience is a virtue so lemme get 5 years
All it's gonna take is blood, sweat, dried tears
Giving it my best got tunes for the high ears
Going to the top and you know I'm bringing My peers