ASSHOLE

[Intro: GONDA]
She givin' head, same time every day
Prolly why they call that shit a blow job
She givin' head, same time every day
Prolly why they call that shit a blow job

[Verse 1: GONDA]
She givin' head, same time every day
Prolly why they call that shit a blow job
How you wearin' Jays and a chain, but you still don't got no money?
Man, I find that shit so odd
Tryna' tell me how to rap, hoe?
Ain't nobody teach you how to worry 'bout yo' ass though, no?
I'm the mothafuckin' shit, bitch, that mean God is the asshole
Subwoofer in the trunk, make 'em vibrate
Henny in the cup, how I hydrate
Walk up in the room, you can see the hoes migrate
Bitch, I'm goin' up, like the crime rate
I don't never stop, give a fuck what the sign say
Every single rule, I'll violate
You tryna' get old and die in ya' sleep, the way I'm livin', bitch I'm prolly gonna die awake
She tryna' take E, I give her ass a bean
She pop it then I watch her eyes dilate
She tryna' pop a perc, but her perc don't work
Pulled up on the guy who sold it, and annihilate

[Chorus: GONDA]
Tryna' tell me how to rap hoe?
Ain't nobody teach you how to worry 'bout yo' ass though, no?
I'm the mothafuckin' shit, bitch, that must mean God is the asshole

[Verse 2: MONGO]
M-M-Money spread on my nightstand, blues take the color out yo' face, leave 'em terrified
Every city bitch is suckin' dick, check a trick, leave his ass blue, bitch I'm verified
Got the blurpers on my tail, can't kick it wit' a sucka' who get paranoid and paralyzed
Taped up, four sides, cover both eyes
Leave him in a cardboard box, with no air inside
Dro' that I'm blowin' on lift weights, got me lookin' like the actors in the movie Parasite
Bitch, this ballin' is hereditary
Hustle like my pops, bitch, he taught me how to pair a five
Pair a ten, pair a hunnid
Stepped into the mall and I balled, like Bunnings
Stick my fingers in her butt, like a puppet
Bought her ass a gem, now she suckin' in public
Real piece of shit, shit talker
I'ma get up in her insides, like a skinwalker
She wanna' diamond chain, watching Tim 'Carver
Buy her ass a purse, then right after hit a lick on her
Still gon' let me drop the dick on her
Put a hunnid' rounds into any bitch that pick on her
She want me to put a ring on her, 'cause I'm always bringin' home the bacon, like a pig farmer
She tryna' pop a bean or a fifteen, bitch I got exactly what you need, like big pharma
Sucka ass rappers fallin' off, honestly I don't know what you tell you bro, that's just karma

[Chorus: MONGO]
Tryna' tell me how to rap, hoe?
Ain't nobody teach you how to worry 'bout yo' ass though, no?
I'm the mothafuckin' shit, bitch, that must mean God is the asshole

[Outro: GONDA]
She givin' head, same time every day
Prolly why they call that shit a blow job
How you wearin' Jays, and a chain, but you still don't got no money?
Man, I find that shit so odd
Tryna' tell me how to rap, hoe?
Ain't nobody teach you how to worry 'bout yo' ass though, no?
I'm the mothafuckin' shit, bitch, that mean God is the asshole