[Hook] This that super sonic shit That haunting shit Pull up with no company, impress your clique Tell 'em who the fuck can ever fuck with this Tell me who the fuck can ever go like Chris Come through in abnormal fits, yeah that's Chris Smoking on the finest shit, yeah that's Chris Fucked her and threw all my shit, yeah that's Chris Spent a car on a fit, ay fuck that shit
[Verse 1] She choose and chose on me, you lose I need a broom to start my move Light a wish that got her groove I'm at your door bitch peek-a-boo Merk his friend from me to you Scent off the rose and past the truth Your head is missing beetle juice Fuck your bitch and laugh at you
Bitch I need six for the show Off you and your gross Ain't no nigga untouchable that's why I stand bold I don't need no mothafuckin clones, I can hold my own I don't need a fucking hit song just to say I'm on I can sing like I'm Anita, I can flow like I'm a creature Deep in the water I'm ready to eat you You better not come near me like I cannot see you Fucking that bitch I'm a demon Making that hoe slurp the semen My money come back like the seasons You rappers can't fuck with me either
Step in the room make a scene Fuck with me I'll let you learn Always some fuckery seen when fuck niggas join the same team I am the ring of the rings higher than Jupiter rings (aye)
[Hook] This that super sonic shit That haunting shit Pull up with no company and press your clique Tell 'em who the fuck can ever fuck with this Tell me who the fuck can ever go like Chris Come through in abnormal fits, yeah that's Chris Smoking on the finest shit, yeah that's Chris Fucked her and threw all my shit, yeah that's Chris Spent a car on a fit, ay fuck that shitTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
