Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jo Ann King
Songwriter
Louis Brigman II
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
v4mpshoot
Producer
Lyrics
Gotta grind that salt and peppa baby!
I wanna say she sucked my dick but that's too basic
I be wearing rubbers, no latex
I be delivering packages, no Fed-Ex
I was bipolar, then I looked at my ex
She said I gave you head, no sex
I be like Captain Kirk like off of Star Trek
But I ain't talking no Crunch
She be sucking my dick for brunch
I be shooting up the line at lunch
Imma call up Tom Brady, but not the Bunch
Bitch I finna pop off
I be watching femboy porn on my laptop
Finna double pump you, no sawn off
He a femboy so he finna go gawk, gawk
This nigga an NFL fan so he fucks with the Seahawks
Bitch I fucked a girl named Misty
Bro I-I fucking nutted on her lip and she still kissed me
All the bodies on the floor, they be dropping
I be playing with this niggas ding-a-ling
I be eating up on her donut ring
I be watching tents in the Evergreen
This bitch weird as fuck, she left me on seen
This bitch weird as hell, she be like Belle Delphine
I treat my girl like a queen
All my niggas be asking for Nic, they be fiends
My real name is Louis, I ain't talking the King
I'll eat yo ass if it's getting fatter
All my bitches getting badder
All these grannies wearing a cather
Nigga fat as fuck he can't even climb up with a ladder
This bitch tryna give me a tatter
I'm eat you pussy, yeah your catter
I wonder Amber Heard ever do
She went on Johnny's bed and took a poo
I wondering what she be doing up in this bitch
Might have to call you 6iine cause yous a snitch
Yo bitch fucking ugly she looks like The fucking Lich
I ain't talking witch, but the bitch from Adventure Time
I be yo girls master, I ain't talking no Kine
I hang you with a wire, I ain't talking no Lime
Bitch I be crafting, I ain't talking no Mine
Might to hit up these bitches Dash and Mime
Writer(s): Jo King
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