4 Jesus Blckpub

[Intro]
Okay, okay, alright, huh
Oh, mmm, okay, haha
Woah, Kenny

[Verse 1]
Uh, no Hermes roll tray
'Cause the H on my waist, but this bitch here stand for Hermes
Popped a bean I'm rollin' out the grave
Pushing tons on my baby cuz they life I gotta pave
Uh, uh, uh, uh, okay
Drippin' like a faulty faucet no Ski Mask
No Ski Mask but rob the store with no mask, uh
No masks yuh but we gon' leave his brains on the porch call em slump
Watch on my wrist like Benny 10, 10
I'ma run her up 5-0 on my tail, know a nigga ran

[Chorus]
Rock it out the remix
Shawty slobbing on my dick, eat it up like Chex-Mix
Car in the garage cost me couple honey buns
Don't you fucking worry where this fucking money from

[Verse 2]
Splits on the dick no Suni fucking Lee
Smoke up the crib
Mom's a fucking OG
Got 5 hoes in the cribs different colors like infinity stones
Don't worry 'bout nigga's private owns
Writing verses like Mozart, eating sushi no pop-tart
Got shorty in the back, she working on repeats
Got her feelin' like Young Iayze way she got the meats