n3o - flo-3

Aye, I want my casket to be a sarcophagus
I got my dick dripping down her esophagus
Her ass like bubble gum, way she be poppin' it
Red exclamations, "Do you really rock with it?!"
Boom bow
Give me the crown
Fuck up the city, I come with the sound
Made a touch down, now she touching me down
Got a bust down, wrist go bling blaow
Just like a survey, I'm filling her up
Fuck on yo' bitch, and I'm up her in guts
She do not know if it's love or it's lust
Round up the soldiers, I'm still in the cut
Got a new bag, but this shit ain't enough
Ima keep going, I've only begun
Feel like I'm Tyson, I'm too entertaining
Don't need a license to drive you insane
Just like I'm Simon, she do what I say
She keep calling me n3o, don't know my real name
But I kinda like it so I ain't complaining
She said she a dyke, should've seen my face
I was lit up
Boy I been up
Sorry to mama, cuz I been a sinner
Tank got diesel when I gotta fill up
Now all the bitches see me, get bitter
They slide in the IG, and go for the hit up
Asking to link, like "It's been a minute"
Bitch, I won't take you out for dinner
Saw I got gold, nah you just a digger
All White Benz like KK
Double the cup like it do stunts
Smoking on za, got blue runtz
Gas in the air, pollution
When the bitches show up, you don't do nun
When I'm sippin' on mud, need two cups
Shawty on the gang showing crew love
She be gripping on my thang tryna do sum
Cuz she wanna be number one
She said she from Queens, I don't treat her like one
With a biscuit I'm sipping on tea up in London
Lil bitch I'm a vamp, ain't no seeing the sun
Yeah like wow
I'm sitting courtside while she bounce
Light up the pack, we gone smoke up an ounce
I'm feeling like Cory, cuz I'm in the house
Lil shawty she on me, her pussy get beat out
The kitty say "Hello", the kitty say "Ni hao"
Kitty singing like meow
I'm kicking my feet out,
I'm blowing my bag and I'm
Blowing her back out, she in for a ride
Fuck her lil friend, she ain't coming inside
Her or her friend, man I can't decide
I got them options, got bitches worldwide
I'm securing the bag and I'm locked in my zone
They calling me up tryna get to my throne
But I ain't got time to answer my phone
Cuz I'm making these stacks while I'm making her moan
I'm a pimp in the streets, I'm a king in the sheets
I don't eat her out, I just Uber Eats
You call that your girl, she beating my meat
We under ya covers, I keep it discrete

Listened to rap and I thought I'd thought I'd go give it a go
First it was OG Flow
Then it was On My Toes a little minute ago
This shit is three in a row

Written by:
Ankit Patel, Neal Thakkar

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