Cherry Derrieres (EXTRAvert) Lyrics

Snowflakes falling in the Mary Jane, cherry derrieres in the air like my shows show titty Rallies

In the alley with a pal, she gon' pop it for me

Drop top, Marshall Faulk, run my hand through the breeze

Not nineteen with a pipe dream, writing songs in the dorm room, getting head from a Pisces

Type three Bi-P, psych major want it

To be honest like a product, she observant with me

I'm the real Dirty D, bitch, I heard it before

In a Montclair vest with the purple pigeon fur on my neck

I bet you can test the diamonds VVS on the desk, guess I been surviving, huh

It's a must that I bust on this musty ho

In a month, don't remember like we met before?

She be fussing like a motherfucker on the Twitter

I hate fucking Vonnie, he's an asshole, I know

But I'm still in the asshole

Smash that grass in the pipe, it's a light dose

White hoes know that I don't smoke

Still get her high, don't choke, throat real dry here's my homemade moisturizer

For the eyelids, violet scent, like a breath mint, no shit, bitch try it

Here the chorus, it go

Harder, rigor mortis abort us and shift the flow

Six pitbulls go sick bro mode

Eighteen hoes, it's play-doh, they molds of me

Tryna be

Me

V O N N I E

I see

Hear the chorus, it go

Harder, rigor mortis abort us and shift the flow

Six pitbulls in the Ford

Jumping out the window and going for your throat