Maleke Austin - INTRUSIVE THOUGHTS Lyrics

Yea!
Uh
Made that boy tap dance
Strap to waist Weezy F Fn
F is phenomenal
Knocking hoes dominoes
Put his heartbeat on the audio
Yea
I'mma crash the whip into the bank
I'mma shoot
Till I empty out to the tank
Designer the belt
Money spread make you melt
This ain't a cry for help

Too many shawties been up on my line
I know you hard to find
Like a couch with a dime
But I can't commit to time
I push the pen and I'm pushing the V
Lil' shawty gripping on my jeans
You f*ck with rappers who can't f*ck with me
I seen the numbers you don't wanna see
Take every rapper from Mount Vernon
Put they names on a bullet for me
I'm shooting back if you're concerning
Uthenize I put the dogs to sleep
Couldn't make a hit if it hurt
I put your name on the merch
Marriah Carried y'all on my backplate
My timbs left a print on your neckbrace

Uh
Made that boy tap dance
Strap to waist Weezy F Fn
F is phenomenal
Knocking hoes dominoes
Put his heartbeat on the audio
Yea
I'mma crash the whip into the bank
I'mma shoot
Till I empty out to the tank
Designer the belt
Money spread make you melt
This ain't a cry for help

All of my managers just use me as a Uber
They been riding on my dick
I'm spitting on every friend
That still following my ex
Her panties on my new Prada Loafers
The beef heated far from kosher
You DM she left stains on my sofa
Voicemails that I leave never sober
F*ck clearing out a closet
Liquor cabinet empty
My knife making a deposit
Carve more F's than Fendi
Put a artist in a hearse
F*ck waiting on a verse
Is that new Rick Owens
Or bullet holes in ya shirt

Yea!
Uh
Made that boy tap dance
Strap to waist Weezy F Fn
F is phenomenal
Knocking hoes dominoes
Put his heartbeat on the audio
Yea
I'mma crash the whip into the bank
I'mma shoot
Till I empty out to the tank
Designer the belt
Money spread make you melt
This ain't a cry for help