Bike

Verse 1:
She got a baby bump, the size of the sun
Yeah we fucked a couple times, from dusk till dawn
And I hope that baby bump, isn't my son
If I find it's mine, I'mma run and find a gun
Shoot myself and everybody
Yeah that's my fucking story
Yeah my life ain't fucking boring
Yeah, I only drive cars that are foreign
Had a dream, I was thinking 'bout my shawty
Had a dream, I was sippin' on Bacardi
Had a dream, I was listening to Yachty
In the strip club, fuckin' on your aunty
Pull up with a bitch, in a blue Ferrari
Yeah, I told her man, that I'm not sorry
Go to London, fly to Harare
Yeah, I'm a Zimma boy
I destroy, I enjoy

Hook: x2
You see the stranger things in life
Like riding on a bike
Crashing into a wall
Loosing your eye sight
Man, I can't
But I might
Finish this song and fuck a dyke
Release this song
And achieve greatness

Verse 2:
Hol' up, switch woah
Let me switch up on my flow
I'm turning into a man
I'm getting money, loads
Your girl, she a hoe
She fucked me and my bros
Hol' up switch, woah
I'm getting parking tickets, no
I'mma blow when I die
Cos nobody listens when I try
They all saying I cannot rhyme
Or is it cos I don't do grime, yeah
Fuck you haters, suck my dick
Fuck you haters, suck my dick
Fuck you haters, suck my dick
Fuck you haters, suck my dick

Hook: x2
You see the stranger things in life
Like riding on a bike
Crashing into a wall
Loosing your eye sight
Man, I can't
But I might
Finish this song and fuck a dyke
Release this song
And achieve greatness