Apex Lyrics

Yo Marley, you made this

Uh, hey, it's Hemi

Aye, aye, yeah, shorty at my inbox, guess she obsessed with me

They still stuck on a nigga till I give them less of me

I can teach you how to eat like I got the recipe

Uh, like I got the recipe

I'm all up on her buns like some sesame

Had to let her go, bitch, ain't no way you stressing me

Gotta keep it on me, ain't no way that you stretching me

Slim bitch with double D's, but these ain't breast to me

Had to pop that nigga quick, why you feel like testing me

If you ain't got no money, why you feel like you was checking me

I ain't asking for no hug, ho, bring that neck to me

If we can't better each other, well, why you next to me

Hold on, bitch, I ain't done, come on, bring that shit back, stop playing

Aye, my cousin got them sticks and he got them load outs

Call up on my migos, gotta get them loads out

Niggas whipping up the frogs, cuh brought the toad out

She still sucking on it, gotta get that load out

Peel off on her ass, niggas on the road now

Gotta have your mask on when it's time to roll out

I ain't worried bout the demons, I, ho, that was sent for me

Take advantage, have all the blessings, that was meant for me

Going head first for the shit, that was meant to be

Ain't she see the money, now she saying that she into me

Even though we ain't got no chemistry

Split it down the middle with my niggas, perfect symmetry

Natural apex, I ain't worried bout no enemies

Always wonder bout the way they gonna remember me

Okay, calling me your bro, fuck, nigga, you ain't kin to me

My name always solid, you can tell by the density

Yo, Marley, you made this