Flea Flicka

Kiss my pendant
 Point to the sky
 And swing like Sammy
 My gold skin like
 Who the fuck want a Grammy?
 Put my bullshit in a box
 And let it burn like candles
 Tryna fuck Meagan Goode and Meagan Fox on camera
 My bitch watch Scandal
 And your bitch so scandalous
 300 for the kicks
 Like Jesus wore sandals
 But fuck it, I want the pounds
 But fuck it, I want Phantoms
 Like fuck it, I'ma be famous
 Like fuck it, I'm a phantom, ayy
 They say I want the cheese, yeah
 They say I want the cheese
 Baby shoot for the stars
 That's lemon squeeze
 Yeah, you got a lot
 Now lemme squeeze, ayy
 You want me...
 I want you and I want her
 Baby girl, that's three, yeah
 I pull up from like 40
 Baby girl, that's three
 I'm like Dezel in the Glory, ayy
 Can I see them brown eyes through them Cartiers?
 Had to break the bitches up just like Jerry S
 Told 'em put me on the logo
 Just like Jerry West
 Yeah I'm a fuckin' idol
 Just like Ryan Seacrest
 Me and shawty cut then
 She had a C-section
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 Sometimes I feel like they're itching to throw them clamps on me
 Hit 'em with the flea flicker, not scratch on me
 I added everything up and had to subtract homies
 Facts only
 Measured success and cooked from scratch
 Woah lil shawty curvy, pussy on Kirby
 I couldn't pass on it
 Heard they know my name here to Berlin
 She threw that ass on me
 Ben and Jerry, young nigga servin'
 She threw that ass on me
 Her partner textin' her mad 'cause she in the back, lonely
 Told her it take two to do bidness but three a damn company
 Plus I got enough of this dick to make a new damn country
 I done had enough of this shit so back to the damn money
 Smino why the fuck you be playin'?
 You know your ass love me
 Said I want the cheese
 Grilled up when I cheese
 Yanno I gotta find the parmesan
 And long for the provolone
 'Cause when that feta on my fingertips
 I feel like I'm the goat
 Locked in niggas, be locked in the fuckin' studio
 She on my digits tryna plan a visit
 Make it congical