Have You Seen My Socks?

(álbum: No Socks - 2020)

Yeah
Let me hit that, let me hit this bitch, yes
(Shout out my nigga Synco)
No, I don't want no dubs
A dub in my pocket, only hundreds and fifties on me
The fuck? Ayy (Passenger side, tryna, ayy, ayy)

Ayy, do anybody know where my socks went?
Ooh, playing with her titties while she driving
I just fucked the dog shit out an opp sis, ayy
Then it's right back to the dough like a locksmith, ayy
Fingers crossed when I told the bitch I promise
Ayy, get money, fuck hoes, drop shit
Fucked her good, she woke up, bought me a chopstick
Pull up, chop shit like a bail bondsman

Opp bitch like, "Ooh, this some good dick"
Sold her ass a dream, goofy ho, you ain't my new bitch
Fear Factor, I just fed the bitch some bullshit
Told her what she wanna hear, you know, some smooth shit
Ain't no lacking, we back packing like a school kid
They gon' chalk 'em when I shoot 'em like a poolstick
Catch a computer thug out like, "Nigga, who a bitch?"
See my ex and whip a roll out like Ludacris
Lil' bitch whipped up on my horse like the KK
Might post a bitch on Craigslist, shout out Day-Day
These phones that I punched was free, shout out AJ
Get to wigging on a bitch like Shenehneh
Get to tripping on this bitch like a vacay
Niggas sneak dissing, like the globe, better state names
One call, he getting dropped like he ain't got no service
See you clowns and we catching bodies, it's not no circus

Ayy, do anybody know where my socks went?
Ooh, playing with her titties while she driving
I just fucked the dog shit out an opp sis, ayy
Then it's right back to the dough like a locksmith, ayy
Fingers crossed when I told the bitch I promise
Ayy, get money, fuck hoes, drop shit
Fucked her good, she woke up, bought me a chopstick
Pull up, chop shit like a bail bondsman

Sweat no bitch, huh, on to the next
She keep bragging 'bout her pussy, huh, what about the neck?
Ayy, she used to hate me 'til I started fucking up the set
They used to love me 'til I started running up a check
I can't wait 'til the day I get some sloppy on a jet
I can't wait 'til the day I up the chopper when you lack
I'll draw the ratchet like I'm tryna make a sketch
You know I'ma shake something like I'm tryna make a bet
Caught him lacking with no stick, so I smacked him like a bitch
Should've whacked you in your shit, but I slapped you on your wrist
Have your family in they feelings in the captions on they pics
I ain't acting, I got scripts, so much cap, you need to pick
Devil knocking at my door, man, who done let this nigga in?
Bro just wiped a nigga nose, got his family and them sick
This is not the Taken movie, but I snatched a nigga's bitch
All these bills in my jeans, Michael Jackson with the kid

Ayy, do anybody know where my socks went?
Ooh, playing with her titties while she driving
I just fucked the dog shit out an opp sis, ayy
Then it's right back to the dough like a locksmith, ayy
Fingers crossed when I told the bitch I promise
Ayy, get money, fuck hoes, drop shit
Fucked her good, she woke up, bought me a chopstick
Pull up, chop shit like a bail bondsman

No, I don't want no dubs
A dub in my pocket, only hundreds and fifties on me
Hanging out the passenger side with the black four-five
Trying to catch a body
Let me hear that