Cowabunga!
Lyrics
Feel like John I ain't Cena bitch that worth my time
Climbing up my money mountains no I never decline
Stacking my potential you can't see the top of that street sign
Now see wanna flirt she so feminine huh so divine
I just, I just scratch that why is everyone pouting?
No hashtags I still post up in the mountains
Like a Kit Kat get that pussy wetter than a fountain
I spin racks like a laundromat money laundrying
Suck my dick like a tic hate a bitch that don't take a mint
I throw color fits like my closet homophobic
Do it like I'm working with some scorpions accordions
In some open 40's like victorians pour that shit
Still not fucking with me like a mormon with some strict parents
Copy all your formulas I never liked Karen's
Faking all that drama why you acting like a damn Aaron?
Focus on yourself I can see you need to run errands
Fresh, fresh rock and rollers separated from the robots
Treat you like my Baby I'm not Keem but I got flow stops
(I got flow stops)
Writer(s): Oliver Vatcoskay
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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