Lingering over static
Lingering over static
Lingering over static
My hoes are automatic
Robo to automation
I'm getting dome in traffic
The monster that you created
But nevermind none of that shit
Is what I said to her
Go and pick the pace up
Never follow in my f*ckin lead
Or you would prolly need eraser
This does not disgrace us
Everything I do I need a title or a belt sew a brace up
This is not a race-uh
I might f*ck around and cop a Louie belt sew a brace up
Take that shit off imma need another by the month
And I could take your bitch out for her lush
Take that bitch out like a must
Got eight bitches on my bucket list
Take that bitch out like a must
Got eight bitches on my bucket list
I just copped a Janet
Got new seat in the Brinks
Told the pilot aint no rush
For the theme song
Song
Sumo the backwood face it
If you want the world then take it
Right from hand just take it
She know that I'm always faded
My beemer is vintage outdated
I'm drinking lean out the Fanta
Rarely do I need a chaser
You see the stars in the ceiling
You see the stars in the building
I used to be in the basement
Now you see the stars in the building
You see the stars in the ceiling
This is not eraser
I might f*ck around cop a Louie belt you should embrace us
Take that shit off imma need another by the month
And I could take your bitch out for her lush
Take that bitch out like a must
I got eight bitches on my bucket list
Take that bitch out like a must
I got eight bitches on my bucket list