(Intro – $ki Mask The Slump God, XXXTENTACION)
Aye Ski, they not expecting this one
Anything, is possible
Anything is possible
(Chorus – XXXTENTACION & $ki Mask The Slump God)
I’m on a drug, binge, aye!
Rules, I bend, aye!
Like Constantine, devil want my soul
Drug, binge, aye aye
Rules, I bend
Like Constantine, devil want my soul
Okay like oh no, look at wrist
You bi**hes whipping up the bowl
Yo not talking bricks, you been getting wet like egg yolk
She not from Dimmsdale
But she gon give me Dimmadome
Oh no look at your aunt
Her feet black just like a crow
(Verse 1 – $ki Mask The Slump God)
Okay like, Doctor Doofenshmirtz
Coat bought my girl work so it’s her collection
I don’t pistol pack in Red Dead Redemption
Cowboy boots with the spur
Been lost with the jugg walk
With the sauce with the saber tooth fur
How do I explain the way she grip on my d**k just like
Krispie, creeping my sauce
Never empty, humpty dumpty, how I crack her
Like a nut cracker all the best crispy, wish list
Creep, creep
Crawling like I’m just from centipede
Bulletproof vest like I’m 50
Feeling like a Poli toy full of
(Chorus – XXXTENTACION & $ki Mask The Slump God)
I’m on a drug, binge
Rules, I bend
Like Constantine, devil want my soul
Drug, binge, aye
Rules, I bend aye aye
Like Constantine, devil want my soul
Okay like oh no, look at wrist
You bi**hes whipping up the bowl
Yo not talking bricks, you been getting wet like egg yolk
She not from Dimmsdale
But she gon give me Dimmadome
Oh no look at your aunt
Her feet black just like a crow
(Verse 2 – XXXTENTACION)
Okay like guillotine, our team
In that pu**y
Why your bi**h look like me
With a pu**y
I can’t swim
Just like I’m…no dice
I’m
I had a dream, like
When she s**k my d**k she make me feel it in my toes
She look like she need some d**k she s**k me
Don’t wanna go
She gon f**k my ni**a for a place to stay fo sho
You are irrelevant
I’m going celibate
Don’t want your bi**h you can keep her amor
(Chorus – $ki Mask The Slump God)
I’m on a drug, binge
Rules, I bend
Like Constantine, devil want my soul
Drug, binge
Rules, I bend
Like Constantine, devil want my soul
Okay like oh no, look at wrist
You bi**hes whipping up the bowl
Yo not talking bricks, you been getting wet like egg yolk
She not from Dimmsdale
But she gon give me Dimmadome
Oh no look at your aunt
Her feet black just like a crow
