I’m looking for a ***** to give some babies
A hand full of Weezys, a sprinkle of Dave East
Man, I ain’t got no type, like Jxmmi and Swae Lees
But if he can’t fuck three times a night, peace
I tried to fuck 50 for a powerful hour
But all the ***** wanna do is talk Power for hours
Beat the pussy up make sure it’s a K-O
Step your banks up like you’re moving that ya-yo
Somebody go and make sure Karrueche okay though
I heard she think I’m tryna give the coochie to Quavo
They always wanna beat it up, goon up the pussy
Man, maybe I should let him autotune up the pussy
All these Bow Wow challenge ****** lying and shit
Man, these Fetty Wap ****** stay eyeing my shit
Drake worth a hundred milli, always buying me shit
But I don’t know if the pussy wet or if he’s crying and shit
Meek still be in my DMs, I be having to duck him
“I used to pray for times like this”
Face ass when I fuck him
Man, Uzi is my baby, he ain’t takin’ an L
But he took it literally when I said, “Go to hell”
Used to fuck with Young Thug, I ain’t addressing this shit
I caught him in my dressing rooms stealing dresses and shit
I used to give this ***** with a lisp testers and shit
How you want the pu-thy? Can’t say your s’s and shit
[Chorus]
Dreams of fucking one of these little rappers
I’m just playing, but I’m saying
Dreams of fucking one of these little rappers
I’m just playing, but I’m saying
Dreams of fucking one of these little rappers
I’m just playing, but I’m saying
Dreams of fucking one of these little rappers
I’m just playing, but I’m saying
[Verse 2]
I remember when I used to have a crush on Special Ed
Shoutout Desiigner, ’cause he made it out of special ed
You wanna fuck me, you gotta give some special head
‘Cause this pussy had these ****** on some special meds
Like Mike Tyson, he was biting my shit
Talking ’bout “yo why you got these ****** fighting and shit?”
On the real, I should make these ****** scrap for the pussy
Young M.A. and Lady Love, get the strap for this pussy, uh
And I would’ve had that Odell Beckham banging the cake
‘Til I saw him hopping out of cars dancing to Drake
I been a five-star bitch, man, word to Gotti
I’ma do that ***** Future dirty, word to Scotty
Had to cancel DJ Khaled, boy, we ain’t speaking
Ain’t no fat ***** telling me what he ain’t eating
YG and The Game with the hammer yelling “gang, gang”
This ain’t what I meant when I said a gang bang
Tekashi want a ménage, I said tre-way
Curved him and went the Kim and Kanye way
Em, cop the Barbie Dreamhouse then you can play the part
I ain’t tryna bust it open in the trailer park