[Verse]
Feelings went from vacant to impatient
I've been writing for some time, impatiently waiting
I'm doing my haters a favor cause once i grab the mic, they'll be flaking
I'm your biggest fan, no you ain't b**h (no, no, no, no)
Sounds like a glitching tuck yo clit in, where is yo dignity, its missing (where'd it go?)
I'm on a mission, to flow whatever comes to mind, for example the Tipton
Like me, it's really great
Disagree while i sip this luke warm Lipton
Can i get a refill i ask my a**istant
A puerto rican dime w/ expensive taste (habla espanol?)
I'm finessing and you can't relate
Every time i attempt, i hit a homer, i run the bases
First base, i'm in her face like mace
Breath, stretch, shake i'm on second base, i'm feeling feeling on my mate
Next comes third i'm almost home, she giving a standing ovation and i'm plotting on dome
The homies trying see this, reach down for phone
She say she like my voice, it's s**y, so i can't change my tone
Though, it ain't always like this, need some shut eye, no sleep my lids dry
Been up since 4, 3 more and i'm gucci (Burr!)
Once again, i'm on fire, i'm tabasco and i'm focused i her coochi
Blew past third base
A catcher the only thing between me, her, and home plate
So then i slid it in her mit
She started to fidget but sure enough, she took it like a real b**h
[Verse 2]
Hate being in public but need out the house mo
Running back and forth between work and chores, nothing shallow like these hoes
Can't swim at all, same thing goes for the water level when i hit my backstroke
You can find me in the bank, making a deposit, my cheese stank, been sober for some time, no drank, i need cleansing
They can't catch me slipping
Unless my tires thin and i'm rain whipping
Hydroplaning neighbors complaining
Sianara to 12, they can't catch me dipping
Her forehead in my lap, chin dripping
Her phone blown up, it's you tripping
Sorry but she leaving you, pimping
Not for me, she not my type, just the type to top me off and do it right, no commitment
[Verse 3]
Yeah hoe it's the outro
Concluding this beat with something you might claim as ludicrous but i'm stating facts
No one hotter than me doing this, not just saying that
Those girls you put on a pedestal tapping out left and right, i'm not just slaying rap
They walking out limping with a note attached, it reads "been there, done that"
Wasn't always like this, had to work for it
That's why this song has no chorus (no, no, no)
Just bars, need to cool down, where you at Charizard?