[XXXTENTACION:] Ey, check my resumé (T-t-to Bass be the glory) My dick go hard, eight (whoa, whoa) True facts Ay-ay
Check my clock I can’t stop (ay) Fuck around Make my .40 pop (ay) No Popcaan I pop pistols (no) Revenge my body Clothing no issue (oh) Bitch you look sick You need a tissue You drop a body I just might bless you (ay) I’m metro-sexual No high cholesterol (whoa) Where Jenny Craig? (whoa) Bitch, let’s get sexual (whoa)
[Bass Santana:] Why the fuck I’d ever lie? Pussy nigga, bet that pistol part of your disguise (yeah) I can see it in your eyes Runnin’ from the reaper, fuck I’m not afraid to die Bitches creepin’ on my line Got my main upset, these hoes I fucked and left behind Need at least two at a time Moved to foreign, took it over, lost my fuckin’ mind Instigatin’s why I don’t trust these bitches Two-faced and lame-ass nigga Gangbang for fame, fake hitta I ain’t never seen squad witchya I don’t need a savior, fuck the faith Copped myself a ounce and worked away Seen the Babylon around the way Who the fuck they catchin’? Not today
Ridin’ round with sinners, (yeah) mmh Flyin’ on a Nimbus (yeah) Spot a nigga slippin’, hold on Roll down the window, (ah) yuh Low-key schemin’, (yeah) mmh Leave his momma screamin’, (yeah) yuh Curse these demons, Lord Curse these demons (ah)
[Coolie Cut:] Chase ’em with the fuckin’ tec Hit ’em where it hurt Nigga, make it work I’ma make it squirt Nigga, I do dirt Nigga, I’ma merc Put ’em in the earth Pay me for the verse Put ’em in a hearse Gotta finish first I just did my first Protect me from my curse Ay, yuh, bitch!
[Kin$oul:] Bitch, I put in work Spittin’ with a curse Wouldn’t be the first How much is you worth? Sell you tour merch I just wanna fuck I don’t wanna flirt Why your feelings hurt? Cha-cha slide, all in that pussy How you doin’ love? Let’s go make a movie Body lookin’ good when you dressed in Gucci Love the chicken breast, bitin’ on your booty
[Bass Santana:] Ridin’ round with sinners, mmh Flyin’ on a Nimbus Spot a nigga slippin’, hold on Roll down the window, yuh Low-key schemin’, mmh Leave his momma screamin’, yuh Curse these demons, Lord Curse these demons Lit