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I f**d this flow

This is my electronic press kit, I hot as some fresh s**t

N**a recollect b**h, grow grey hairs, don't stress it

I text message, messages to f**n' estrogen

She lets me in, I sex her then she sexier than my leather vans

Cause I never am purchasing, reimbursing your courtesy

Put your body on the curb to work the street, I hearse the streets

Heard she sweet, she Hershey's sweet but me I'm extravagant

Hop on the bandwagon kid, I'm about to tell you some tragic s**t

The love is lost and the drugs they cost, in the studio mixing raw

B**s s**t in my drawers like you p**s in my drawers

N**a my d**k's in her jaw

I'm Wes Snipes with lead pipes, don't dabble with the apple

Cause a swagga like mine turn them apples into Snapple

F**k the pick of the raffle, king of the castle

N**a, Genghis Khan mansion, we the Marilyn Manson

Making money in the present, it be safe for my grandsons

African drums for when the champ come, b**h

Suicide watch n**a, kill yourself

Opposition who? N**a reveal yourself

How you steal our swag and figure you still yourself?

Splinter Cell creeping in this b**h, you couldn't feel the stealth

Wolves are prowling, hunger at its f**g best

I'm a beast like the gorilla head that is on my chest

Please let me flex, I'm going off I need some f**n' bread

Drugs are green, my b**s white and tonight I need f**n' head

Excuse our swag, I'm tryna tone it down like Jenny Craig

Fresh to death then I guess we looking like the living dead

Oh s**t, yo b**h, look at how I'm doing you

B**s on my d**k but look at me I'm f**g beautiful

N**s tryna figure out, but all I hear in my interviews

Is why this so cool? You n**s are so unusual

Wolf Gang, point me to a n**a I should prove it to

Under pressure, we just stand in the middle like hula hoops

The fortress is fortified (b**h)

Money in my pockets like I'm 45, Hodgy Beats recording live

B**h I be surely high and I don't need wings to fly

I'm the air with the pigs, Left Brain, Domo Genesis

Knock-knock, who's there? It's me

Your girlfriend had a really nice meeting with my d**k (What?)

I killed that p**y and grabbed that knife

Now I got real authentic cheetah print s**t (N**a, you're a liar)

N**a don't believe me, kiss your lady

And boy, you're gonna get them heebie jeebies?

N**a my d**k stay way disease-y, I make it look easy

51-50, I'm off the Heezy, you ain't got no f**n' Yeezy?

(5 albums, 100 songs, and you ain't got no f**n' Yeezy?

I bet you got some J-Kwon, you ain't got no f**n Yeezy?)

Came in the game like Speedy Gonzalez, I'm f**n' Looney

See these girls talkin' all that s**t (What?)

I'm just tryna see some t**s (What?)

Let's get it poppin' like, MC Lyte, around some dykes

I'm, out this b**h like hocus pocus

And me and Lucas got a couple of pickles

And met up with some b**s, gave 'em c**m on their dimples

Then my d**k went limp so, took about 3 pills of Extenzo

Now my d**k's longer than a 5 door limo

Harder than a soft right from kimbo on PCP and cilantro

When I'm with your b**h I'm like, "Where my d**k go?"

Now she think I'm 'bout to eat her whole

Enchilada, I gotta lotta that 'Preme and I'm paying nada

It seems that I'm product placement but I'm not I'm just f**n' awesome

Yo mama look like a ugly (F**k you) loser

Rella by Odd Future - Lyrics & Covers