Saint Ant - Climax

All my ladies out there
You already know they call me the best part of the movie
You know what that is
I'm the climax, way I make her scream sound like imax
On my Jay-Z you know I'm timeless
Nut on her eyelid, got my favorite kids on her mind
Yea she the finest, bad lil girl whoa whoa she a stylist
Ion want know who she with im still striking
Like a lil snake, don’t care what her type is
44 Silenced, blast through a bag make it back with no violence
Whoa
Some yall need yall ass beat a lil bit
Couple clips in ya ass you gon get lit
Out the sack when you swam yea I knew you a bitch
Like a track meet I ran it up on no shit
I beat it up, packed it up, on no Trix
Got her leavin her own house, I don’t miss
She be fiending cuz after I cum, I don’t kiss
I’m a dog, y’all on my fur, biting me like a tick
But ion care, I'd be doin me the same
If I was y’all and I saw me I would change
Way I made it out, y’all don’t even look at me the same
Ain’t know me back then, but still think I changed
Went and got them chains
With them diamond rings
And them lil things
So you think I changed
But I kept the name
And y'all still the same
SOB you know me always changin lanes
I'm the climax, way I make her scream sound like imax
On my Jay-Z you know I'm timeless
Nut on her eyelid, got my favorite kids on her mind
Yea she the finest, bad lil girl whoa whoa she a stylist
Ion want know who she with im still striking
Like a lil snake, don’t care what her type is
44 Silenced, blast through a bag make it back with no violence
Whoa
Off the top, whoa whoa
She just drop her ass throw it back, whoa whoa
I was happy and I knew it so I clapped, whoa whoa
From the streets to my sheets, found her ass nemo
And I ain playing no games like I’m BMO
Gon take your money I’ll play you like casino
Lil Tunechi, a milli, played me like I’m Dlo
Got my nuts in your face I’ll dunk it like 34
It’s all g tho
You fucking with that bitch, ion know her she a team hoe
She was all on my dick, got her green like Shego
You only fuck with bits, that’s just 1s and 0s
Uh
And you knew about this
You coulda chose up, but you still chose a trick
You coulda blown up, we was gon be hood rich
Still chose that nut, please don’t ever trust a what
I'm the climax, way I make her scream sound like imax
On my Jay-Z you know I'm timeless
Nut on her eyelid, got my favorite kids on her mind
Yea she the finest, bad lil girl whoa whoa she a stylist
Ion want know who she with im still striking
Like a lil snake, don’t care what her type is
44 Silenced, blast through a bag make it back with no violence
Whoa

Written by:
Marc Huerta

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