Chaos

Yeah, happy birthday to me I'm 18 now And women can legally have sex with me Shout out Based God I be ridin' right down Melrose with a thicky named Rose Sittin' on my lap, but she just tryna be my friend, though Bumpin' on that XO and I'm 'bout to call my ex ho Mommy, daddy home, I barely see them like a rainbow You can't get rid of me, I ain't goin' nowhere And I'm always multiplyin' like I always fornicate Cake, cake up on this belt, the day I landed in the States Doin' one take all day and I'm just spittin' out the mace (mace) She like sippin' out that mason jar She a hippie, she gon' suck for some granola bars Little freaky got me curious like I'm on Mars Sayin', I forgot my roots, goddamn, you went too far Ayy, damn you went too far Got these people all around me, man, that treat me like a star Dressed like I don't give a damn, but I be ballin' like LaVar Gotta wait about three years, until I could go to the bar Damn, make all my own shit, I get all the profits If you actin' lazy, then do not expect your props, bitch Movin' with the tactics, got Gildan on my fabrics Go ham on the mic, just like I'm sitting in the cockpit, ayy Used to hate the camera, now your boy's a natural Now your boy is on the road two months and I'ma get the load Try to put me in a box, I'm gon' always break the lock Call me D-Wayne, 'cause she licking on my Johnson like The Rock Oh my God, man, his voice so deep, I thought he was 21 plus Brian be so clean, wanna let him spank on my bum He just turned 18, but for him, I'd catch a case, damn (hold up) Ayy, that was the sound of yo' bitch And everybody that heard what I did I don't like being so ignorant But you gon' make me go back to my bullshit again I be ridin' right down Melrose with a thicky named Rose Sittin' on my lap, but she just tryna be my friend, though Bumpin' on that XO and I'm 'bout to call my ex ho Mommy, daddy home, I barely see them like a rainbow

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