SeaWorld, SeaWorld, SeaWorld
SeaWorld, SeaWorld, SeaWorld
SeaWorld, SeaWorld, SeaWorld
Doesn't taste good
Doesn't taste good
Well
Mic check
A one and two a three to clear my stress
Riot typing on the
Notes app I don't write shit
Pilot snakes up on the plane
Check the flight list,
Don't mean it in a mean way when I'm calling you my bitch,
See it through my iris
Why you f*ck up my bliss
Heart done caught the cold lately, it acting just like my wrist,
Slow it down and digress,
Finish chewing digest
My ex bitch way too dangerous
Got connections with ISIS
What the f*ck do you know
What the f*ck do I know?
Sample when we f*cking cause this biddy hitting high notes
I've been on my high horse
Higher than the skies go
You a little short sighted you're built just like a blind dwarf
Owls woods how I roll,
Make her hit an eyeroll
Don't want to be viral
But pay me for my vinyl
Going down the spiral,
I don't got no pride hoe, and all them want the seasoning but I don't got the thyme hoe