Steptronic

(앨범: Famous Last Words - 2015)

Stepping out the door, one thing in my thoughts
Nine forty four in schwarz
Foot to the floor, hear the roar of the sports exhaust
Michelin pilot sports
See a big batty in the tiniest shorts like "Cor", had me stiff as a corpse
Licking lipstick same colour as tomato sauce
Hope she ain't sore, what a sort (Yeah)
See I clocked that the hair and the nails all false, do I still wanna beat of course
I get the hors d'oeuvres and the main course with just discourse, I ain't gotta use force
Man are balling, we soon touch Forbes
Parking the Porsche in my Jordan 4's
Broads get the bum done on fraud, get caught and recover in jail abroad
Niggas still poor, pretending they important, stunting in rentals that ain't insured

Yeah, stepped in the party wrecked
Bare pop stars keep asking for Ket
Racist shit should offend me except
Well I had a little bit as I recollect
Singer telling stories, getting upset
'Bout all the times she was pressured for sex
Yeah she didn't know that to find success
She'd have to blow as many record execs
I backed off, yeah I didn't wanna press
Imagine my shock as she bears her breasts
Almost felt bad watching her undress
Spat in her mouth as per her request
Who am I to question this mess?
Party was weird anyway, so I left
Open each door, don't know what to expect
Found man in the pool face down, dead