6am thoughts

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6am thoughts

[Intro: Jetti]
Perfect
Pueh frame pon eh wall cah yuh worth it
Chat to yuh like mi therapist
42, poor eh up, kinda nervous
Nah lie, type a body afi worship
Put di worl' pon mi back, yuh deserve it
When yuh out with yuh friends, I be lurkin'
'Memba times in the past, used to curve mi
(And this beat from Cash, not from YouTube)

[Verse 1: Bay Swag & Cash Cobain]
I need it, I'm fiendin', this lil bitch is a demon
I want it, I need it, pu*** so good, therapeutic
If she got her shit together, you know I'ma breed it
She don't got her shit together, you know she gon' keep it
Moral of the story, you never could dump in a treesh bitch
Every time she tell me she love me, I never believe it
At a point, my heart so cold, anemic
At a point, my heart so cold, it be freezin'
She the type to wipe your nose like she sneezin'
She the type to write your phone, blow it up, be fiendin'
I'm the type to watch her call, act like I ain't see it
Like she the type of thot-ass ho that act like she ain't treeshin'
Finsta posted, but I'm really creepin', we can make a vid and you could leak it
She be likin' when I spread her legs open and I range over and I eat it
And you know that pu*** be the best
She gon' call me Michael Jack', the way I beat it

[Chorus: Cash Cobain & Bay Swag]
Yeah, for sure, bitch
Know I like when you suck when you slurp it
When you whine 'pon the cocky, you so perfect
Pussy so good, make a ni*** nervous
I like when you cum and get to squirtin’
I like just to come and put that work in
You know me, I put my thumb in it on purpose
Pop a yidda and it get me in my Birkin

[Verse 2: NAV]
This bitch is a demon, she get horny for no reason
She eatin' it up while I'm on the way to a meetin'
Her pu*** got power just like me, I need it
If she got her shit together, I still ain't gon' breed it
I'm goin' to work in her mouth like I'm a dentist
Hit an opp with a backhand, ain't no flaws in my tennis
This shawty a freak, she just wanna know my fetish
And every time I splash in her, I regret it
You got control on me, baby girl, I'm fiendin'
I'm the type to hit your phone, act like I don't need it
She the type to slime you out, that pu*** undefeated (Slime)
I'm the type, she wildin' out, tell a bitch to beat it
You takin' boomerangs at dinner, put my chain on you on my Finsta
They ain't doin' well, they be takin' Ls, f*** with me, baby, I'm a winner
I'ma beat it up 'til the sun comin' up, tryna fall asleep in her
[Chorus: NAV]
Yeah, for sure, bitch
Know I like when you suck when you slurp it
When you whine 'pon the cocky, you so perfect
Pussy so good that it made me nervous
I like when you cum and get to squirtin'
I like just to come and put that work in
You know me, I put my thumb in it on purpose
Pop a yidda and it get me in my Birkin

[Outro: Jetti]
Perfect
Pueh frame pon eh wall cah yuh worth it
Chat to yuh like mi therapist
42, poor eh up, kinda nervous
Nah lie, type a body afi worship
Put di worl' pon mi back, yuh deserve it
When yuh out with yuh friends, I be lurkin'
'Memba times in the past, used to curve mi