two tone E

This is your demise. Racks in the air, mill, yeah. I'm tryna count these bricks, hey. Smoking gas, feel the smell, yeah. And it's a fuck you obit. Your chick ain't came through, You came in too. 'Cause I said I love you too, hoe. You look kinda cute. B-baby, let me know. Would I be letting you know? Do I have to fuck you too? Oh, baby, just let me know. If you wanna take it slow. If you wanna take it slow. Just let me know, okay? Oh, baby, just let me know. Baby, just let me know. Oh, baby, just let me know what you want. Baby, I can give it to you. Took it to the floor. Took it to kid on the floor. Around here, baby, I be the plug. To floor. I got racks here, baby, you be on? I got racks what you be on? I be your own, I'm really plug. Boy say he want top, Boy say my nigga Straight to the floor. I got seven more bitches, Can't call it. Motion, your nigga say that can't I'm in spot, fuck with my plug. I want that can suck. I'm in drop, fuck with my plug. I want that ho, you know I I want That top, fuck with me, yeah. This hundred thousand, with me, yeah. Your always be talking, he huh. And I'm in my trap, it's packed. This your bitch? keep it tight. So be like, "Oh, really, boy?" Baby, this is really fire. I really think you should try. I want that ho, you know can fuck. I want that top, fuck with me, yeah. Hundred thousand, fuck with me, yeah. Your nigga always be talking, he And I'm in My trap, it's packed. This your bitch? She keep it tight. So be really, Baby, this is really fire. I Really think you should try. This is your Demise.