Flagellum 2gaudy

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
637, oh

[Chorus]
Waiting on the edge for your love, holding onto you, but I give too much
Sorry for all the fuck-ups, I'm so fucked up
But all I need is your touch
Smokin' on the Mary Jane all night, wonder if you see the world through my eyes
It's a fine line between truth and lies
My heart on my sleeve, while yours in disguise

[Post-Chorus]
I give you my all, you give me like shit
I'm fuckin' these hoes while she grabs my stick
And she wants to pose for a pic
Can't trust these hoes, that's it
That's why I stay drippin' in this Margiela
She knows I love her but I'll nеver tell her
I might go dog on that bitch likе Old Yeller
I nut in her mouth, she gon' taste the flagella (For real)

[Verse 1]
Yeah, nut up in her mouth, she gon' taste it (Yeah)
Studio L.A., used to cook up in the basement (Goddamn)
Now niggas on my dick for a placement
You ain't got the talent, nigga, you should really face it
You be out of bounds, nigga, you be on that lame shit
You should learn to drip like me
Got diamonds my wrist, drippin' just like the sea
Walkin' out of Saks Fifth with a new Moncler tee
Got yo' bitch on my dick and she suckin' for free
She gon' treat me like God 'cause she's all on her knees
And I think that's it's odd I'm who they wanna be
I'm gon' escape to Boca or somewhere serene
I've been drippin' in sauce, ain't talkin' Mousseline
To my music, they nodding like they off a bean
And yo' bitch she gave noggin, pass her to the team
Promise that loves never what it seems