Hypothetical - Dotions lyrics

Verse 1 I'm in that paradise, a pair of dice To flip it to the winner, contradictory sinner finna finish all the liquor from the cabinets of madlibs Maybe rap on a napkin Exace her back while she's acting I'm dapping, rhythms up with acid, Last kid out while we're plastered Aw yeah, guess disasters happen, I'm gunna laugh just as loud as the door that I shattered You got a whole lotta nervous nerve, to swerve nerd to the left of my pattern Top of the latter, I'm checked off out in Pluto, ya'll futiles burn in Saturn Burning smoking in the matter, as I matter of fact I devoured the fat a** And sprinkle a little coke in it, no spinning till we know it's a dope ending need a little toke business I'm doing dotions of potions and poking the lotion and power the nose till the hoes get a toast in it Posting the zone, triple O's to the throne and the load needs to the soap till I hold and the rope finish (guess I'm privileged) Chorus Aw sh**, aw sh**, do a little bit Aw sh**, just do a little bit (x2) Do I have time, do I have time, do I have Do I have time, do I have time, do I have Aw sh**, aw sh** do a little bit, aw sh** just do a little bit (x2) Verse 2 I've been diluted to personal hobby and everyone knows it well I came to see em Drastic endeavors to spark some allusion that I'm out the ground just to beat em (I beat em) And hoping ya'll know me like that, all the way heaven to hell and then back (i'm back) I'm sipping on crown to stay strapped, having a day to erase all my acts and I'm Starting up the beemer bout to fishtail Waking and baking to save the car smell Days pa** and I'm sitting in a jail cell Face time better cast I'ma set sail I never could have wanted it to go stale Post bail through my email, that failed Take time with every detail, derailed Asking for my net worth like I'm retail She sells anything to anyone like ketamine and cinnabons to fetish queens with enemas I finna clean the rumors up, you lose to me you better run a centipede could lose the fun abuse you on a set of drums A need for speed and then it comes; disaster means a set of nuns about to see how quick I'm shunned A lack of interest left to none. I'm fast and asking how the puns are coming out my a** and such I guess I'm last to touch the factors backward off the plastic cup don't give a f** at all. Chorus Aw sh**, aw sh**, do a little bit Aw sh**, just do a little bit (x2) Do I have time, do I have time, do I have Do I have time, do I have time, do I have Aw sh**, aw sh** do a little bit, aw sh** just do a little bit (x2)