Lil Nas Y

This is death at cha door bell Ya bitch I'm going there What's poppin? Shots'll renden ya Bach like orivelle Sting with tha ray it's not a corvette Still outside it's not a little door dash You got dos seconds Or I'm x'ing two of ya bros out like a Dos Equis Slick skating ring in ya hoe Stirring pot Swear to god that I'm cold with a parka on Parked next to a park A Mrs. Parker my type More reason for me to believe you are not the father You ain't poppin like that Sperm donor I been hot since I hopped in this hoe Prospect watch this mosh pit Das Efx That's correct basket Basquiat Thottiana aye lil momma Why you still on my dick I am still hot dog word to cat gods Fact and if I don't hit you Zendaya'll do it like the actress Fuck you mean Thinking of changing my government name to Richard I am still on my own dick Bowel movements cow manure Got em stealing my old shit Itinerary full fly as fuck I will cloud your whole hard drive I'm on top of mines I am such a michelada Ain't shit sweet salty Niggas want it all from me Coffin you keep coughing around me A beast will pop up like overweight niggas I am triggered I want all the smoke From yo cigarette cigar burning house Broken automobile oven kitchen I'm depopulation dying patients I keep killing niggas I should be a mason Isolated only nice to children Might go rnb be with two k's Kendall and Kylie Jenner I'm already on a roll I got this icebox in my heart remember All of y'all can get it Sucka dick bitch you ain't sucka free Top with this shit Fit description bitch you under me One and done I did it One in front yo head like Wanda vision God been on a mission That was then but this is my ambition Tell em don't ask why I'm tired of telling you I ain't gotta smoke top 5's them niggas edibles Certified but love these boys that's what I'll never do Thrift stores when I hear yours These niggas never new Still at the type of top where no one goes Boys are dead to me the doctors finding yo son cold Orchestrate ya bitch she naked tell the hoe come pose How I do this shit like Michael Jackson surgeries No one knows These niggas was dropping and my shit was still on the back of their mind And my shit is malignant Ain't a coincidence I was just killing the shit like a minute ago And I did it again it's a thin line between love and hate I just make it look easy I'm too busy counting these bodies Nobody gone stop me I make it my problem From top and the bottom I'm locking up this shit like beauty salons with a rasta that's dreaded May not go to heaven I loaded a weapon I'm ready whenever You send me an angel I shoot up his feathers I'm headed in someone direction I been on top of you niggas get out of ya feelings I'm prolly Bruce Willis I'm harder to kill Should've got a militia you out of the picture Yeah yeah Hard body bitch Nigga we ain't playing tag nigga that ain't it Ride with the ray nigga Juice got some tang in it We was on the block before you started gang gangin it Side piece with me prolly yo main thang in it Diamonds on my demons nigga ain't fuckin angel here Bopper on my dick like her lips tryna strangle it We ain't twisting fingers but a nigga brought a banger here Shuu yeah Hammer in the pants bitch you can't touch Get them m's wit my c's niggas ain't us Nigga flexing fuck around get cho bank robbed Wet a nigga up like it's a paint job I ain't goin back to Cali without a 40 cal Talking to me talk some money or fuck you talking bout Nigga bout to run this bitch like it's a relay full of females Demon diamond saint but it's the devils in the details You gotta give it to me now Aye aye You gotta give it to me now Aye wait You gotta give it to me now Aye aye You gotta give it to me now Aye On me I need the whole thing On me On me I need the whole thing On me On me I need the whole thing On me On me I need the whole thing The whole thing You ready to die by yo name Gain the whole world you ready to die by yo fame In the blink of an eye it could be bye bye yo brain Would you still risk it if you drowned and then tada you saved