Metronome E

Money in my ears and my sight, I can't hear though. My bitch bad, she looking right, I'm finna tear Though. I could grab that chopper if I want And then get 'em gone. Pull that fucking trigger to the click like a Metronome. Swear I'm off some shit they don't know Like what this ketamine. Every single day, I told to God I'd make A better song. I don't give fuck, I'ma stunt it 'cause I said so. I could blow a hundred, get more bands 'cause I have those. They Don't listening to me. Yeah. I don't think I give a fuck, Nigga, I ain't never care, though. I hop up in a foreign, drop the top Because it's hair, though. Why your ho keep looking at my face? She be staring on. Bitch, I carry too much Fucking weight that you can't bear, though. Money in my ears and my sight, I can't Hear, though. My bitch bad, she looking right, I'm finna tear though. I could grab that chopper if I want and Then get 'em gone. Pull that fucking trigger to The click like a metronome. Swear I'm off some shit they don't know like What this ketamine. Every single day, I told to God I'd make A better song. I don't give a fuck, I'ma Stunt 'cause I said so. I could blow a hundred, get more bands 'cause I have those. Yeah, yeah, shorty, your ass home. Get up on my nigga, I can't fuck with No sad hoes. This bitch like a skeleton, I count her like traffic cone. My bitch bad as fuck, ass to her damn Bones. I'ma be the nigga with my fist like I'm Sandstone. Good ass head, bitch come and give Me damn dome. Every single day, I'ma snap 'em In my damn songs. Give her backshots while we laugh out in Cancun. I'ma blow this pistol if this bitch don't make A damn moans. I'ma blow this pistol if bitch Don't let your ass smoke. I'ma throw the money in the air, watch her Ass moan. Pussy wet and creamy like a motherfucking Rag, ho. You a bitch-ass nigga, this your fault, And that's bad news. Yeah, you better keep up Or get left on my back roads. You a That bitch-ass nigga nigga, is a this Fuck your fault, and a and vadno, that's bad News. yeah you better Yeah, you better keep it Keep for up your or left, get left I'm A on vadno. my back I roads don't think I give a fuck, nigga, I ain't never care, Though. I hop up in that foreign, drop the Top and cut that hair off. Why your hoe keep lookin' at my face? She be starin' though. Bitch, I carry too much Fuckin' weight that you can't bear, though. Money in my ears, in my sight, I can't Hear though. My bitch bad, she lookin' right, I'm finna stare though. I could grab that chopper if I want it And then get 'em gone. Pull that fuckin' trigger to the click like a Metronome. Swear I'm on some shit they don't know Like what is ketamine. Every single day, I swear to God I make A better song. I don't give a fuck, I'ma Stunt 'cause I said so. I could blow a hundred different bands 'cause I Had more