Huh, what did I need for the moment?
What did I need for the moment?
To be honest, I don't even give a f*ck 'bout a new
I'm worried 'bout me, I don't give two shits 'bout you
Yuh we shit on a shoe
Aim it at you and we put it on you
I just walked in with a hundred and two
I just walked in with a hundred and more than you
I just walked in with a f*cking flute
Uh, I just walked in and blacked out off 100 proof
Pull up on you and I'm taking ya boo, and I take her on a Honeymoon
Take her on a Honeymoon, yo bitch wanna f*ck me told her I'll pass it to the goons
Pass it to the squad, and we fix it up just like a lil' tool
They think that we fruits, we like honeydew
We like melons too, yes we really do
F*ck nah I don't go to The Boot
Tech 9 came with a suit
Tech 9 turn you to soup
Ten times four in the room
They give you the time on the mandated Zoom
The stick kickback hit like Kung Fu
My cup ain't never punchin' you, but if it hits ya I ain't got nun to do wit' it
F*ck my ex, she still ask where the function is
Lil' bih that's why ya never got up under me
Man that lil' bidness why ya bother me and f*ck wit' me
Lil' bitch I'm tryna live uncomfortably
She been rubbin' me and touchin' me
Synful said I'm a commodity
Hell no I don't want apology
Fill his ass up call it sodomy
Kamikaze in a limousine
I'm psyched out, but you could visit me
Only a couple hours you could be visiting
Yeah I be running 'round, but not physically
I put it down, she said "Are you kidding me?"
Smokin' drop, yeah it's killing me
Seein' shit like I'm on Ketamine
I'm not smokin' that, that is mid tier Weed
I was out in VT smokin' John Deere g's
New pair of Skis with three more knees
Cuz I f*cked that bitch off a CP3
Three times three in between my Jeans
I do not want peace, it is not mine to keep
Wild wild east, cuz the prior teachings
Abide by me, don't rely though please
You think there's a chance I could get in your pants?
Cuz oh my goodness, my guinness
Make a lil' bitch dance, sudden out my hands
Breaking Bryan Cranston level of fiends
F*ck retail we not buying these
I'm tryna break the silence
Who the f*ck need guidance
Oh it's you and your diciples
We pull out rifles, we could leave ya lifeless
These muf*ckas bitin' my flow, I pull out my dick can ya bite this?
Bitch I'm on a roll, can ya light this?
I ain't preaching like J Cole, speaking righteous
Brodie fiending let's just go, It's a crisis
I pulled up with a truck full of muf*ckas, they must've thought it was ISIS
You know I'm the nicest
Call me when in crisis
I was only poly cuz I had to find the right bitch
I was off that Molly, she said my tip looked like a light stick
Face paced just how I'm movin', pushin' it right quick
Pushin' drugs, El Chapo, that's why I keep a knife bitch
I don't like being in the dark, where's the lightswitch?
Gas in my pocket and I keep a little lighter in the side stitch
I smoke too much gas I can't hold up my eyelids
Huh, what did I need for the moment?
What did I need for the moment?
To be honest, I don't even give a f*ck 'bout a new
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Huh, what did I need for the moment?
What did I need for the moment?
To be honest, I don't even give a f*ck 'bout a new
I'm worried 'bout me, I don't give two shits 'bout you
Yuh we shit on a shoe
Aim it at you and we put it on you
I just walked in with a hundred and two
I just walked in with a hundred and more than you
I just walked in with a f*cking flute
Uh, I just walked in and blacked out off 100 proof
Pull up on you and I'm taking ya boo, and I take her on a Honeymoon
Take her on a Honeymoon, yo bitch wanna f*ck me told her I'll pass it to the goons
Pass it to the squad, and we fix it up just like a lil' tool
They think that we fruits, we like honeydew
We like melons too, yes we really do
F*ck nah I don't go to The Boot
Tech 9 came with a suit
Tech 9 turn you to soup
Ten times four in the room
They give you the time on the mandated Zoom
The stick kickback hit like Kung Fu
My cup ain't never punchin' you, but if it hits ya I ain't got nun to do wit' it
F*ck my ex, she still ask where the function is
Lil' bih that's why ya never got up under me
Man that lil' bidness why ya bother me and f*ck wit' me
Lil' bitch I'm tryna live uncomfortably
She been rubbin' me and touchin' me
Synful said I'm a commodity
Hell no I don't want apology
Fill his ass up call it sodomy
Kamikaze in a limousine
I'm psyched out, but you could visit me
Only a couple hours you could be visiting
Yeah I be running 'round, but not physically
I put it down, she said "Are you kidding me?"
Smokin' drop, yeah it's killing me
Seein' shit like I'm on Ketamine
I'm not smokin' that, that is mid tier Weed
I was out in VT smokin' John Deere g's
New pair of Skis with three more knees
Cuz I f*cked that bitch off a CP3
Three times three in between my Jeans
I do not want peace, it is not mine to keep
Wild wild east, cuz the prior teachings
Abide by me, don't rely though please
You think there's a chance I could get in your pants?
Cuz oh my goodness, my guinness
Make a lil' bitch dance, sudden out my hands
Breaking Bryan Cranston level of fiends
F*ck retail we not buying these
I'm tryna break the silence
Who the f*ck need guidance
Oh it's you and your diciples
We pull out rifles, we could leave ya lifeless
These muf*ckas bitin' my flow, I pull out my dick can ya bite this?
Bitch I'm on a roll, can ya light this?
I ain't preaching like J Cole, speaking righteous
Brodie fiending let's just go, It's a crisis
I pulled up with a truck full of muf*ckas, they must've thought it was ISIS
You know I'm the nicest
Call me when in crisis
I was only poly cuz I had to find the right bitch
I was off that Molly, she said my tip looked like a light stick
Face paced just how I'm movin', pushin' it right quick
Pushin' drugs, El Chapo, that's why I keep a knife bitch
I don't like being in the dark, where's the lightswitch?
Gas in my pocket and I keep a little lighter in the side stitch
I smoke too much gas I can't hold up my eyelids
Huh, what did I need for the moment?
What did I need for the moment?
To be honest, I don't even give a f*ck 'bout a new
What did I need for the moment?
To be honest, I don't even give a f*ck 'bout a new
I'm worried 'bout me, I don't give two shits 'bout you
Yuh we shit on a shoe
Aim it at you and we put it on you
I just walked in with a hundred and two
I just walked in with a hundred and more than you
I just walked in with a f*cking flute
Uh, I just walked in and blacked out off 100 proof
Pull up on you and I'm taking ya boo, and I take her on a Honeymoon
Take her on a Honeymoon, yo bitch wanna f*ck me told her I'll pass it to the goons
Pass it to the squad, and we fix it up just like a lil' tool
They think that we fruits, we like honeydew
We like melons too, yes we really do
F*ck nah I don't go to The Boot
Tech 9 came with a suit
Tech 9 turn you to soup
Ten times four in the room
They give you the time on the mandated Zoom
The stick kickback hit like Kung Fu
My cup ain't never punchin' you, but if it hits ya I ain't got nun to do wit' it
F*ck my ex, she still ask where the function is
Lil' bih that's why ya never got up under me
Man that lil' bidness why ya bother me and f*ck wit' me
Lil' bitch I'm tryna live uncomfortably
She been rubbin' me and touchin' me
Synful said I'm a commodity
Hell no I don't want apology
Fill his ass up call it sodomy
Kamikaze in a limousine
I'm psyched out, but you could visit me
Only a couple hours you could be visiting
Yeah I be running 'round, but not physically
I put it down, she said "Are you kidding me?"
Smokin' drop, yeah it's killing me
Seein' shit like I'm on Ketamine
I'm not smokin' that, that is mid tier Weed
I was out in VT smokin' John Deere g's
New pair of Skis with three more knees
Cuz I f*cked that bitch off a CP3
Three times three in between my Jeans
I do not want peace, it is not mine to keep
Wild wild east, cuz the prior teachings
Abide by me, don't rely though please
You think there's a chance I could get in your pants?
Cuz oh my goodness, my guinness
Make a lil' bitch dance, sudden out my hands
Breaking Bryan Cranston level of fiends
F*ck retail we not buying these
I'm tryna break the silence
Who the f*ck need guidance
Oh it's you and your diciples
We pull out rifles, we could leave ya lifeless
These muf*ckas bitin' my flow, I pull out my dick can ya bite this?
Bitch I'm on a roll, can ya light this?
I ain't preaching like J Cole, speaking righteous
Brodie fiending let's just go, It's a crisis
I pulled up with a truck full of muf*ckas, they must've thought it was ISIS
You know I'm the nicest
Call me when in crisis
I was only poly cuz I had to find the right bitch
I was off that Molly, she said my tip looked like a light stick
Face paced just how I'm movin', pushin' it right quick
Pushin' drugs, El Chapo, that's why I keep a knife bitch
I don't like being in the dark, where's the lightswitch?
Gas in my pocket and I keep a little lighter in the side stitch
I smoke too much gas I can't hold up my eyelids
Huh, what did I need for the moment?
What did I need for the moment?
To be honest, I don't even give a f*ck 'bout a new
Writer: Isaac Dodge, Tabor Plunkett
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: sluts talk about heaven
Language: English
Length: 3:12
Written by: Isaac Dodge, Tabor Plunkett