Collins Lofty305 (Ft. Ruben Slikk)

[Intro]
Wake up, F1LTHY
I can tell exactly, what you thinkin inside yo head
But you dont know me motherfucker
You dont know I been all around the world
You dont know I fucked all kinds of bitches
All different kinds of waves
And all different kinds of failing situations
In a motherfucking penthouse, Paris
You dont know how I'm doin, man
You dont know how imp livin'
Nigga!

[Chorus: Lofty305]
Drop my bitch off on that corner
5 hours later now that bitch callin'
I can feel it in the air like Phil Collins
Be finessin' on these niggas we gone keep ballin'
Drop my bitch off on that corner
5 hours later now that bitch callin'
I can feel it in the air like Phil Collins
Be finessin' on these niggas we gone keep ballin'

[Verse 1: Lofty305]
Underestimate my bitches when they way smarter
Underestimate a nigga when I'm much harder
Underestimate my guala when its much taller
Ima educate my bitch in how the fuck to come up
Ima lay my head down when the fuckin sun up
And im only gettin up for the fuckin money
I did it for the love now its fuck that
I got my fuckin name now its fuck rap