SLOW PACE

[Intro]
Ahem
Okay, okay, okay, okay
I'm a fuckin' idiot
It's okay if I don't got no motivation, huh, hey
I'll just use yo fuckin' dick tip as a bracelet, huh, hey
Drugged her out her fuckin' mind so I could hit it, huh, hey
Sippin' gasoline is all that I've been drinkin', huh

[Hook]
Bitch, I admit it
Who am I kidding?
Draggin' her body up out in the woods is just making me feel things
Got in my kill chain
Gettin' all giddy is easily trumped by the swerve of my grinned face
So did my hand brace
Faked all the injuries just to get closer to you and my meat lace
How does my meat taste?
I cannot cum if she workin' my dick at a slow pace

[Verse]
Stop with it
Up in my van, windows tinted
Stopped at the light, green, go, get it
Call up my lad, "Gringo", bet it, huh, hey
Body; bit it
All of yo body has been biddеd
How much longer will I hold on? A minute
Fluids leakin' outta your holеs; drippin'
Huh, hey, hey

[Verse 2]
Fuckin' her mouth and I call it a barbeque
Hope that her grill does not latch itself onto you
Came in her eyes and she losin' her point of view
Toss her around if she talk back, incredible
And the amount of light that she see: minimal
Minimal, minimal, minimal, yeah
Bitch, I admit it

[Hook]
Bitch, I admit it
Who am I kidding?
Draggin' her body up out in the woods is just making me feel things
Got in my kill chain
Gettin' all giddy is easily trumped by the swerve of my grinned face
So did my hand brace
Faked all the injuries just to get closer to you and my meat lace
How does my meat taste?
I cannot cum if she workin' my dick at a slow pace
Bitch, I admit it
Who am I kidding?
Draggin' her body up out in the woods is just making me feel things
Got in my kill chain
Gettin' all giddy is easily trumped by the swerve of my grinned face
So did my hand brace
Faked all the injuries just to get closer to you and my meat lace
How does my meat taste?
I cannot cum if she workin' my dick at a slow pace