[Intro]
Yeah, weekly 16's
I've been busy, aight?
So shut up!
[Verse]
I throw ya queen to the side, you would think that I was Gambit
She let me tap twice, like it was a Instagram pic
Dammit, I'm tearing up her walls doing damage
And I after I got finished, she got up and made a sandwich
Ugh- now listen- I'm k**ing competition
These rappers bite my lines, kinda like if I was fishing
See me, I'm a star, so you better get to wishing
Evil genius since birth, you can call me Stewie Griffin
I'm sipping gin and tonic while I listen to the chronic
To be honest all you rappers should be on that hooked on phonics
My presence is so godly, but the flow is so demonic
If my balls are ever blue, I'm chasing Tales like I'm Sonic
b**hes on my dick, it's harder than some asphalt
She said why you so excited? I said b**h, its yo a** fault
She get thirsty when its late, I call that the last call
I get nekkid and I eat her body up, bath salts
[Hook]
b**hes ain't sh** and they ain't sayin' nothing
A hundred motherf**ers can't tell me nothing
I beez in the trap, bee beez in the trap
I beez in the trap, bee beez in the trap
b**hes ain't sh** and they ain't sayin' nothing
A hundred motherf**ers can't tell me nothing
My D's in the trap, D, D's in the trap
My D's in the trap, D, D's in the trap
[Outro]
b*atch!!!
Yeah, weekly 16's