X-Rated

[Intro]
Fuck, fuck fuck
Fuck, this is x-rated
This is x-rated

[Hook]
Oh shit, I work my wrist
I sign your tits
You wanna pick
Oh shit, lit like a bic
I got the stick, I got the zip
Oh shit, this is x-rated
You is outdated, flip through the pages
Minimum wages, my nigga's locked in the cages
I'm having money for ages
My lyrics feeling contagious
Yeah, my lyrics sounding outrageous
Baby, I'm gone through the phases
I am down all the way to my laces

[Pre-Chorus]
Oh fuck, you better duck
I gotta truck, so I can buck
Straight through your gut
Big bucks, baby big bucks

[Hook]
Oh shit, I work my wrist
I sign your tits
You wanna pick
Oh shit, lit like a bic
I got the stick, I got the zip
Oh shit, I work my wrist
I sign your tits
You wanna pick
Oh shit, lit like a bic
I got the stick, I got the zip
Big bucks

[Verse 1]
You better hide your bitch
Talking that shit, end up in a ditch
Don't trust these niggas cause they prone to snitch
I'm in mansion, this four sided brick
I'm wearing diamonds, they got me sick (achew)
If it's not broken, what you gonna fix?
If I ain't nothing, Imma be rich
She looking for stitch

[Pre-Chorus]
Oh fuck, you better duck
I gotta truck, so I can buck
Straight through your gut
Big bucks, baby big bucks

Oh fuck, you better duck
I gotta truck, so I can buck
Straight through your gut
Big bucks, baby big bucks

[Hook]
Oh shit, I work my wrist
I sign your tits
You wanna pick
Oh shit, lit like a bic
I got the stick, I got the zip
Oh shit, I work my wrist
I sign your tits
You wanna pick
Oh shit, lit like a bic
I got the stick, I got the zip

[Outro]
Fuck, ah, fuck fuck fuck