Lyrics:
on a parachute binge get lost when the wind blows
The handshake's stuck on the tip of my tongue
It tastes like death but it looks like fun
I was a loner
I was
by bit by
Tip of my tongue
Oh it's gone again
Just like the birds
Flying over our heads
Give me a minute
I will get to it
Eventually
Hopefully
I
Am
That’s nine ounces in both of my hands
Come like the gloves on Dillian Whyte
I Come from the red side, I rep for the corner
But I don't fight like Dereck
I am plastic
They wrap around my finger
Linger, not a tactic
Watching what I say
In hopes I'm
non combative
But every other word
Is held by tip
strapped your honor new mac, my armor
Point blank, catch in my bulletproof persona
New version of Dahmer pussy eating Piranha
My tongue touch your flesh
Your
(attention!)
Now all my soldiers start fightin
It's time to go deep cover
Lethal Weapon like Danny Glover, smother like jelly
Really, go deep like Jim Kelly
Fuck
Oh, by the way, got a tip for J cole
Just shut your cake hole
Oh, hey Dolan Dark, these aren't memes
They're stolen art
You need to see a doctor,
on..
The tip of my tongue
Scream it with me when were done,
cll at once!
This is the Sara Song!
Switch-up!
They go by Sara B.
You'll never wanna be
buy
My homies rolled by in a bucket, but they ain't short and duckin'
Slappin' niggas known for tellin' bitches fuck it in the late night
"Last
it, Lyrical Cunnilingus
You should follow the strokes that I'm leading
And the tip of the tongue that ya feeding
You know you love I'm sexually
cock playing with my testicles
No doubt I'm going down like Fyre Festival
Got my tongue on the tip of the clit' of the pussy
Lick it good taking tips
this Dick by the minute.
Gave her this dick she said hold up
Gave her that tip she said hold up
Gave her theses strokes She in love
Took it out, She
pull your goddamned tongue right out by the roots
I've got Basie conducting the band
I got a penthouse suite at the Sands
And my feet never touch
real, my shooters can aim
LTS, I'm takin' over the game
Bruce Banner and I'm feelin' the rage
Shoutout to Kelly that nigga a dog
I'm a pimp, by the way
at me
Pull your panties to the side
I know this girl with boots on she's turned on by wearin G strings
She likes her thongs with my fingers all
reverse, the sharpening wing of the edge of a sparrow, for suitable reckonings too numerous to mention, as the queen is fat she is devoured by rats there is
from the tip of a rose, Caroline,
Caroline, Caroline, Oh!
But retains the remnants of what once was a nose, pass me my robe, fill
My bath up with
given day
The adjective amazing, spelled with an 'A'
And a 'G' on the end, by usin, my pen
Set forth on a journey for the, perfect blend
Rhymin was
you how to catch a body
Leave it rotten stiff
Destroy the evidence
Leaving nothing for the dogs to sniff
My tongue just tangles
Salivating for
to have a little bit of fun or it would get dull
My tongue's like a machine gun
Don't call me Kelly, man's a fool
Man's a fool
Man's a fool
Me and rap
girl
I'm guaranteed to get you sprung With
The tip of my tongue
Whether you're old or you're young girl
I get the job done i got you on the run
This is for all my pretty bitches in the hood
Fuck niggas, Get money as you should
No I never slip
I gotta stay up on my tip
Get some money then
get some
So I’ll sin til I’m gone
Man I’m pinching her bun
Like Atilla the Hun
She on the tip of my tongue
It’s on the tip of my tongue
Oh yeah
She
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