Music: Chaz Hall
Leave me the **** alone
I be needin' my own
Exposed
Let that baby suck your titty and leave me the **** alone
When you need it, I go get it, then I be needin' my own
Everybody look to the sky, unzip, crack exposed
Can't hide where it shows
Hang a right at the drive-thru fruit stand, easy as she goes
Flat tire on a stolen Citi Bike in the hottest weak on Earth
There's nothin' hyperbolic
Pastel money in my wallet that doesn't burn
It might be your turn
Low mi, say kick out the jams, I beat your daddy up
We eat fish on Fridays
Countin' tallies, callin' bluff
Fine young cannibal, made my first mil' in human hair
Truth or dares in a time where the sea is running scared
Between the deceiver and the dream, it's almost there (Yeah)
Cut my beard to feel my face, fears to burn away
I'm in my eighth night, the waves was waist-high
Scratchin' raps and composition when tape died
From Bomb Thiggy to Bob Digi, mi nah waan theory
Live long, see this all a con, really
I feel ****, then I don't
New orca pack, Free Willy smoke
North Atlantic, Eastern Coast
Hashing everywhere but between the nose
I played the most, I bet you played enough
Played enough
Played enough
Played enough