MP3 
Yeah
Yeah
My dick pics so tasteful if they leak they won't get blurred
Cause they classify as art
Critics can't define the terms to describe it
Wrap the back of five X-acto knives in syrup
Dry and taste it
Don't get jealous hoping Shalco bites the curb
If they roll up on me
I get smoked and capped them guys will learn
That my dick gon' count for extra pounds of ash inside the urn
They gon' hold a second funeral hoping that I would return
My dick and nose buried outside
My ass inside the church
Not the mushroom no-
Just got recognized and I had to tell him
I cannot dap you up my brother my hands too sweaty
My boy just benched 220
I go to grab two twenties
And they slip out before I sit
I got a brand new belly though
Worked out the abs yelling in my album 'bout her
Thing bout sweaty palms they can't handle bad encounters
When I touched her she would cringe
You should see my bathroom counter
Shalco downing downers
Bout to drown in pounds of talcum powder
Yeah
Dandruff mountain on the floor I been scratching my head (yeah)
Till it bleeds I need this counter practically red (yeah)
Till it bleeds I think this that passion that she meant (yeah)
Look at me I can hit me too when I'm upset dawg
Tried to fall in love with my body
I could make up for the things I lack
I just took my body to the party
My body ain't ever wanna come back
How much would it cost to
Bring you home I'm lost
How much would it cost to
Bring you home I'm lost
My nose so long that my dick jealous (yeah)
Extra 3 "O"s on that bitch spelling (noooose)
Know my future cooking I been smelling (yeah)
That beak was too open my fists fell in (yeah)
Honestly dawgie I just miss getting in the car and not screaming
Nowadays I park that shit and sit yelling at the wheel
I'm punching the side door till my shit's swelling
Like look at me now
Look at me bro all my shit's selling
I made 40 something racks off a couple songs
Ask me where it's at it turned to ash inside a bong
Turned to them pricy dates that I couldn't take her to
And Im so gassed till I realize that I gotta get naked too (yeah)
She don't fuck on first dates she just changed her rules
So she can go tell her friends that she just fucked a famous dude
She look up at me the way the girl that I loved couldn't
Spit on the old Shalco's grave for me
Imma make you drool
Tried to fall in love with my body
I could make up for the things I lack
I just took my body to the party
My body ain't ever wanna come back
How much would it cost to
Bring you home I'm lost
How much would it cost to
Bring you home I'm lost
