[FLUXX]
I love this beat…
So I gotta do it…

[Hook]
Bad bitch named M.I.A
Always working till the late night every night
They say it’s true you hardly get to see her
Dudes out here tryna be a n***a but she don’t need a n***a
Cup filled with enough to fill
It’s nothing puffing on the blunt still stunting in heels
Sex appeal in the dark
If I wasn’t smart I swear to God she the one for real

But she ain’t ready
It’s different with commitment and the victims that it carries
She’s had enough of broken hearts that so cold she got
Now she stay at SoHo sipping SoCo on the rocks
She wanna pop something but she off that
Now she only talks money cause she wants that
I won’t doubt her for a minute
She found herself a living without help and just persistence
I just wanna hit it
I just wanna fix all that pain you carry momentarily wit this
Take the Mary carefully we sharing them hits
Breathe it baby take it easy baby

[Hook]

Oh
Don’t start wit that tease turning me on to the song
I’m gonna be too hyped up while I’m hyper
I been high as fuck as all night might just ride up to kidnap yo bitch
I think that would get a little too complex
Especially if it’s bomb sex
I’m caught in the mix
Wit a slightly new obsession that’s getting me sick
But I’m loving this shit what a twist isn’t it?
But I ain’t tripping I’m just sipping writing sentences
Tryna figure out when I’ll spend another night witchu
No lie I know you really don’t vibe wit these dudes
So inviting you to ride you decide how this goes
Got whatever you need even the weed to smoke
What you need is a whole new type of feeling I’ll show you
Bout to scoop you up again wassup witchu then?

[Hook]

“They kid you and you kid them back but they’re stupid and dumb boys and the big old tattoos on them and you don’t like it…And they ask you for dates and sometimes you go but you mostly don’t because all they every trying to do is get inside of your pants whether you want them to or not…”

[ATTICUS]
Yo, yo
Infatuated with just the idea
Yeah paint that picture spin my wheel
Lick my mind
Take yo time
Rub your senses against my real
Yo for real, for real
Mama that kill
She the bad in my roll up
Wait till I blow up
Girl on the grind for the paper wit the seal
So you already know education is a surplus
Still be laughing like a kid at my antics
3 in a row guess they said that’s my hat trick
Watch me land shit
Probably not standing
She don’t need a ring just a bag and her hands in
Miss Herringbone fined tuned to the baddest
I don’t need to speak she just roll another handoff
Just keep swangin’ and swangin’ and swangin’
A little piece of change
Something strange outlandish

[Hook]

“So you going to work?”
“Yeah…”
“What kind of work you do?”
“None of your business.”
“I bet you’re a movie star….no? A lady mechanic?
“No!”
“Maid?”
“What do you think I am!?”