Baby Boy is Drunk

[Intro: Denzel Curry]
Got the beat by Powers and we just made a banger

[Verse 1: Jody Fontaine]
Let's get it working, baby
Why you way too gorgeous? Dance with me
You looking perfect, but you aggravated
Baby, stand on me
Let's get it percolated
[?] In this dance with me
The way she gon' regurgitate it
Stir it, taste it, purring, bitch you flee

[Chorus: Jody Fontaine]
Peep the asterisks
She ask me my sign, I'm distracted by her accent
Say she like my style, told her I just love her assets
Think her nigga mad
What I put up, he can't match it
Ooh, peep the asterisks (Shake that ass, bitch)
She ask me my sign, I'm distracted by her accent (Shake that ass, bitch)
Say she like my style, told her I just love her assets (Shake that ass, bitch)
Think her nigga mad (Yuh)
What I put up, he can't match it (Do it, do it, yeah)

[Verse 2: Baby Boy]
CAJH shit, that's what we on
Would you put a mic front of King Kong?
Need a bad bitch with a pink throat
She get stupid, have a little threesome
You step to me and you dead wrong
That's your last wrong, no more treats on[?]
There a girl here with no pants on
And her soul hurt 'cause her man's gone
Nothing fight
I just break it up with a jump kick
Now you raising up like it's Sunday, you praising up
Tylenol in your double cup
Eat you out like a Reese's Cup
Safe to say that your time is up

[Chorus: Jody Fontaine]
Peep the asterisks (Shake that ass, bitch)
She ask me my sign, I'm distracted by her accent (Shake that ass, bitch)
Say she like my style, told her I just love her assets (Shake that ass, bitch)
Think her nigga mad
What I put up, he can't match it
Ooh, peep the asterisks (Shake that ass, bitch)
She ask me my sign, I'm distracted by her accent (Shake that ass, bitch)
Say she like my style, told her I just love her assets (Shake that ass, bitch)
Think her nigga mad (Yuh)
What I put up, he can't match it (Do it, do it, yeah)

[Verse 3: Audrey Nuna]
Let's get it popping, baby, why you so infatuated?
She here talking big, too gigantic when he off the Hennessy
Professor Lupin turned into a dog
Pop that collar, Bichon Frise
In the matrix, color graded
Better [?]
He wanna party, I can see it in his eyes
Do it all for the paper, wear me out like a disguise
You want rain, then call it rain
That shit my teeth, titanic fangs
You lost a day, I'm taught the ways
I'm talking gambit, Triple A, yeah
Peep the asterisk
Pull up pretty hot, no, I'm even with the hatchet
Baby, check the tires
Nobody said you wanna slash it
He said he like my style, really, he just robbing assets

[Chorus: Jody Fontaine]
Peep the asterisks (Shake that ass, bitch)
She ask me my sign, I'm distracted by her accent (Shake that ass, bitch)
Say she like my style, told her I just love her assets (Shake that ass, bitch)
Think her nigga mad
What I put up, he can't match it
Ooh, peep the asterisks (Shake that ass, bitch)
She ask me my sign, I'm distracted by her accent (Shake that ass, bitch)
Say she like my style, told her I just love her assets (Shake that ass, bitch)
Think her nigga mad (Yuh)
What I put up, he can't match it (Do it, do it, yeah)