Face In The Soil

(الألبوم: Is This Beauty? - 2017)

[Fukkit:]
Midnight, Fukkit
[?], ayy

Pull on yo' card so I see that you flopping
My whole dick in no condom
They leave it to me, I'ma piss on this bitch for the topic
Ain't no pussy acknowledged
They built with no honor, I'm hoping yo' people get slaughtered
I put that on my father
You stand on yo' lies and you thinking it making you taller
Honestly, it's just awkward, look
Hoe, what I told you? I will not console you
No, I do not owe you, heat on me like coil
I rise out the grave, see my face in the soil
Yo' bitch, she ain't loyal, treat my dick so spoiled
Nigga, bow down when he speaking to royalty
Lo' and behold, it's yo' majesty so it seem
I could've been anything so I chose to be me
It's okay, you can't get that so go and sleep
Doing what they cannot fathom, right in the camera
Lean on me drip like it's mana
She suck on my dick off a Xanax, but she still manage
Dropping my elbow, not dabbing
A star like I'm Patrick, not pulling no hat tricks
I fuck like a rabid lil' rabbit on cabbage
I move and cause damage, I disappoint parents
I yell in yo' ear, leave no mark on my larynx
Look, I'ma do this shit one fucking try
All these niggas tryna be me, you are not, my guy
All these niggas tryna be me, you are not I
All these niggas tryna be me, they cannot decide, look

Who am I? Who am I? Look
Who am I? Who am I? Look
Look at me, fuck on me
You some faggot ass niggas for real
Look at me, look at me, yuh
Look at me, look at me, yuh
Look at me, look at me, yuh
Fuck on me, fuck on me, yuh

Well boys, looks like I'm [?] my last cigarette
(Maybe we would like to feel)
And then when I got home (Alone)
I I opened the door (Huh?)
And he was fucking dead on the floor, man (Quite fucking interesting)
And I couldn't do shit

[Kamiyada+ (Fukkit):]
Ayy, ayy, ayy (Bitch), yuh
I am an animal
Your hoe drinking my cum like a Danimal
[?] my nigga, you had to know
Tell yo' sister come through, she fanatical
Hit a bowl with the dip like collateral
Yo' hoe say that your dick not compatible
Made her fold like a chair, she collapsible
She don't love you no more, understandable
I'm the actual king of the streets
I pull up, you get hit with the heat
Ain't no doja, my nigga, you sweet
How you piss in the bed like you three?
You would style on your boy, no deceit
They gon' bitch and complain till you free
[?] of your knees
[?] piss on the tree, fuck with me