I Wanna Rob

[Verse 1: Ayesha Erotica]
Red Bull and Malibu
And Naked palettes too
We off that pink cocaine, 'cause that’s my twizzy-pooh
She keep the hollow tips, I keep a blicky for 'em
And if I catch you out in public, then we stickin' you
Ooh, that's my twizzy, that's my homegirl
We off so many drugs that we be in our own world
I gave a footjob to this trick 'cause I'm a ho, girl
And she the set up mami, she stay on the phone, girl

[Chorus: Ayesha Erotica]
I wanna rob, I wanna rob, I wanna rob
I wanna rob, I wanna rob, I wanna rob
I wanna rob, I wanna rob, I wanna rob
Kardashians, I'm 'bout to cash on in

[Interlude]
We just have a good rhythm together, you know?
He sorta feels me out, and I feel him out
And, uh, we go for it

[Verse 2: Yvncc]
Been thinkin' bout sellin' dick (Ah-ah)
I got a lot I gotta fix
Get smacked around up in my world
I'll tear you down, I'll make you hurl, ah-ah
So please don't, please don't try to get a leg up on mе
Eyes on the back of my head
Got spikеs on the back of my neck
I might be so strong but you cannot be crazy
You work with the hammer
I'm about to put spikes in your head
Chillin' in the ab-ho with my Twizzlers
For some reason I always wanted to try a taser
Fitted down, got my fingerless gloves with a blazer
Ghost gun, Sami got it on him with the laser (Woo)
Don't play, don't play in my fuckin' face (No)
I got the shit, I'm gonna make you rue the day (Doot, doot, doot, doot)
I'm off that stuff, I'm in another fucking realm (Ah-ah)
Playin' with Zuzie, get your ass blown down