E&j - immaturity/HS boys

If I'm outside I'm inside in less than 3 seconds
Hit my line for pipe bitch you got my number bitch text me
I'm riding round on that rims that are the size of Aretha Franklin
Snap my fingers turn a Asian bitch to thousand island dressing
Why you mad I got a rhyming scheme
Dull as hell no Ivy League
If I sneeze to hard it could break yo bitches IUD
Getting head in driver seat
While bumping to Tom petty free fallin' in her colon watching storage wars on BET
Autographs I'll be handing out in cities
Signatures aren't forged writing cursive on her titties
I'mma smoke you like it's chicken
Roll a quick one in the kitchen
Grandma high all the time falling down the stairs on Christmas
She can't eat no beef she Arab
Don't deepthroat she too embarrassed, put in her mouth it get stuck inside her larynx
If I hit it I'mma spend the night
There's no doubt that I'll be coming inside
(That's a double meaning)
Beat it up like it's Tommy lee
Imma let her do thing
Afterwards she take me out and pay for Buffalo Wings
Censor me, might as well bitch this is MTV
Yo daddy blowing Santa Claus with them gifts under your tree
She stinky like some booty cheeks, I said bitch did you clean
She said it's not my ass I'm bleeding out my ovaries
If I hit it I'mma spend the night

Written by:
Elijah Fiorello, Jose Ramirez

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