SUCKERPUNCH

[Intro]
Ha ha ha

[Verse 1]
I don't want it
You say I’m childish
You took it to a thousand
Fix your judgement, bae it's clouded
I get busy when I'm out of it
I get money ain’t no counterfeits
You too quiet what you thinking
On your face I see it's blankness
Turning pink I make you anxious
Lil geek bitch, I make 'em vanquish
I drop some songs they think I'm famous
Before I met you, you was nameless
I'm on the way I can't delay it
Just hold it down I'm worth the patience
Goddamn, you look good as fuck
Goddamn I'm tryna see what’s up
You came here alone I pulled up in a truck
You got me thinking I’m falling in love
I'm with the gang & they said " What’s good? "
Don't gotta say much when it's understood

[Chorus]
You cannot take your eyes off mе
Come to the crib & I'll show U the V
W-X-Y, I put you to sleep
Hopе you thinking of C while you fucking them B’s
Know you thinking of me cause I'm thinking of you
Know you thinking of me cause I'm dreaming of you
You cannot take your eyes off me
Come to the crib & I'll show U the V
W-X-Y, I put you to sleep
Hope you thinking of C while you fucking them B's
Know you thinking of me cause I'm thinking of you
Know you thinking of me cause I'm dreaming of you

[Verse 2]
I don't gotta do much to put you in the mood
You like that I'm curvy, your hands on my grooves
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah

[Chorus]
You cannot take your eyes off me
Come to the crib & I'll show U the V
W-X-Y, I put you to sleep
Hope you thinking of C while you fucking them B's
Know you thinking of me cause I'm thinking of you
Know you thinking of me cause I'm dreaming of you
You cannot take your eyes off me
Come to the crib & I'll show U the V
W-X-Y, I put you to sleep
Hope you thinking of C while you fucking them B's
Know you thinking of me cause I'm thinking of you
Know you thinking of me cause I'm dreaming of you

[Slowed Part]
How you do the job but ain't wear no plastic
Fingerprints everywhere nigga you bagged it
Hot nigga, he just wanna catch a case
Fashionista look at 1 of 1 up on my face
Only statements I'm making come straight from the bank
If I'm in a jam imma seduce the Jake
If he get hungry I'm feeding him cake
Nigga a junkie, his jays be laced
When my heart got broken, all I did was face
He wanna post a pic of me
All on the gram so his friends can see
But I got a crush on his brother
I think they got the same mother
I thinking I'm bouta slide in undercover
I could never be a one hit wonder
Hop in the stu & I'm making wonders
I'm bouta shoot a nigga like I'm Gunner