Bitches thinking I'm mean muggin, I'm just dream fucking
Off this gas that I'm weed puffin
Think I mean nothing to someone who I think mean something to me, I guess I wasn't who I lived up to be, sheesh
So I cope alone, cause solitude's the only thing thats close to home
Tab of acid stuck inside the protein of my chromosomes
My ex girlfriends keep poppin up as if they google chrome
But I'm bout this cheese no provolone
Its the get back, the bars snap like kit-kats
And infact, I got no chill like a gun with no kickback
I'm in tact, with my body and soul you can't flip that
Like amateur skaters with helmets, boy you just chit-chat
She like it when I lick her kit-kat
Hit it, bust a nut, and then I ask her where the kids at
Probably the room getting they wrist slat
With two bumps of coke on the dresser, i stop and then undress her
See its my pleasure just to pleasure ya
Your panty treasurer, come out at night when im in bed witcha
From rough sex scenes, to squirting in wet dreams
Woke up to getting head in the bed sheets
Its that creepy, how I'm that freaky off coronas and a martini
With a dark sweetie, she's wet as a fucking car squeegee
That makes the two of us, slid on a rubber, put it in her uterus
She rode it like a pro ain't nothing new to us
Bitches thinking I'm mean muggin, I'm just dream fucking
Off this gas that I'm weed puffin
Think I mean nothing to someone who I think mean something to me, I guess I wasn't who I lived up to be, sheesh