Wylin Pouya

[Chorus]
You think you wylin'
You think you stylin' on me
Boy, you ain't even a challenge
I ain't worried about you boy
More worried about the down payment of my island
Pull up to the show, we get violent

[Verse 1]
Infatuated by the cultivation growing inside your mind
The best of times, can't find no one like mine
I see them blind, I hear the streets
I feed them rhymes, hoes defined by their sign
Cause they can't think for themselves, never try but ask for help
From my demeanor to way I walk, the way I speak, make her weak
Apparently she told me, nobody compare to thee
One and only slowly bounce your titties for me
Don't put me in the homie zone, I'm tryna give you chromosomes
I don't sleep at night I'd rather write
Do what I gotta do to get my money right, despite
The boys and girls that wanna see me fall
Now that's a lot of people that don't wanna see me take off
Well like that girl I'm gone

[Chorus]
You think you wylin'
You think you stylin' on me
Boy, you ain't even a challenge
I ain't worried about you boy
More worried about the down payment of my island
Pull up to the show, we get violent
You think you wylin'
You think you stylin' on me
Boy, you ain't even a challenge
I ain't worried about you boy
More worried about the down payment of my island
Pull up to the show, we get violent