Jesus I got cheesitz over seas wit
Season for seasons cause everything be better when it is seasoned
Who? What? It’s
‘‘Tis the season
It was hot so that’s still the reason
If they don’t sign me
then that should be treason
I can’t name who ain’t fwm
Cause if I could it would mean that they wit me
I ain’t never met a bitch yet
Since then
Who got enough guts to fw him
You saying you are a queen
But most queens know when the King is with them
See the object is to keep you hidden
Cause sooner or later you gone be risen
That’s why when it come to these hoes
And this blow
I make you think of Christmas ???? huh?

Huh (i swear)

Huh

Oh yea

Ten fangs my bangs
We gone swag daddy
When I have nice things
They be mad at me
On the day a n***a leave
Prolly glad at me
It’s okay if you were scared
Don’t be sad at me

Nothing really matters as the wind blows
Wonder why it’s unknown how the end goes
Why I always have a urge to slow the tempo
Oh you heard me recognized like yo kin folk
Like I got it when I don’t like I been broke
But