Lyrics
Givenchy (Armani), Balenci (and Dolce), and Fendi (and Chloe), Versace
Fuck me up (lights out)
Fuck me up, baby
Fuck me up (lights out)
Guess what got more drip than anything a bitch put on?
This pussy (oh, oh), this pussy (oh, oh)
Now, guess what got more drip than anything a bitch put on?
This pussy (oh, oh), this pussy (oh, oh)
Come and motorboat me today
Titties sittin' like Rolling Ray
Hit it twice, double tap this page
Make the pussy stretch like minimum wage
Kill the pussy, nigga, dig its grave
I'm an accomplice, may I just say
Actin' like I like him 'til he pay
'Cause mortgage ain't free, man, okay?
I'm such a motherfuckin' freak (uh-huh)
Snatchin' daddy's soul like Tariq (oh)
Tall nigga, let me climb the tree
Chiropractor, from the back he beat
Drain the dick, I put it in a drought
Jenga game, he hate pullin' out (out)
I'ma skate after we fuck
So, on the dick I just roll, bounce
And I'm poppin', and I'm poppin', and I'm poppin' this twat
Fuck a two-hand twist, I got the dick on lock
I just make a nigga shiver when I swallow every drop
I look up, nigga shakin' like he NLE Chopp'
Then that dick bust a nut in my eyes when I wake up
It's serving UK Black girl makeup
Throat full of little babies, wait, wait, bruh
Shout out to Jayda Wayda
Guess what got more drip than anything a bitch put on?
This pussy (ah, ah), this pussy (shh, ah)
Now, guess what got more drip than anything a bitch put on?
This pussy (ah, ah), this pussy (ah, ah)
Suckin' on it while I look in his eyes
The pussy serve courtroom, make ya dicks all rise
You only gon' catch me where the money reside
I want a nigga head up like he got baptized
'Cause I'm the motherfucker that he like to brag about
Stick it in from the back like the tag was out
Throw the GPS, make him come the fastest route
He 'bout to straight sink in, like he crashed them couch
That nigga 'bout to drown tryna rock this boaty
He cut the condom in half, now the dick gotta floaty (uh-oh)
He gon' wave his wand all around my throaty
Like, "You are now watchin' a Disney showy" (uh-oh)
Throw it back, reachin' for them balls again
The fingers backwards, look like Mr. Crocker's hands
He got black balls, a dick only grow as I plan
But I support black business and make it expand
I'm not the one, two or three
The dick like a bungee jump inside me
Got butterfly doors, my legs up, he skeet
But first he pump gas, my tank was on E
Nigga, eat the ass and lick between cheeks
Head game stupid, remind me of Zeke
I'm the pussy fairy every day of the week
So I'm ridin' on his cockpit, I don't fly cheap
Guess what got more drip than anything a bitch put on?
This pussy (ah, ah), this pussy (shh, ah)
Now, guess what got more drip than anything a bitch put on?
This pussy (ah, ah), this pussy (ah, ah)
Now, guess what got more drip than anything a bitch put on?
This pussy (ah, ah), this pussy (shh, ah)
This pussy, Givenchy
This pussy, Balenci
This pussy, and Fendi
This pussy, Versace
This pussy, Armani
This pussy, and Dolce
This pussy, and Chloe
This pussy, and Louis
Ah, ah, shh, ah
