i'm a poet (PRE-MIX) Lyrics

Yeah, I been wakin' with different bitches and all that

And they been posin' for different pictures and all that

And one my bitches love the white in her nose

And she look so slim 'cause you already know

And all my bitches love the white in they throat

Only when it's from Sol

You know I like it when you bite and you choke, huh?

Three other bitches last night, we had a foursome

Lightskin, white, and a Filipino one

And you don't look at the price when you throw it in the bag

I do it right when I take them jeans off you

And when you say that I'm the best you ever had

That's right, and that's word to yo' Momma

My pockets so fat, it look like I got a tumor

Like, that shit pokin' out my leg

She give head, brain, like a tutor

And your bitches ain't designated, I tell it to you

Like, on my body, I got 'venche

She wear Prada, why you rockin' Puma?

I eat organic, and I only whip premium

That ass fat, and that waist slim, I beat it up

Hit from the back, but show no face up on her premium

My dick too exclusive, it's priceless, you feel me?

Exclusive to myself, and I ain't talkin' no bitch

Like, what you think we is 'cause you got my hoodie and shit?

Like, you my buddy for fun, that I'ma add to the list

Another reason to my reasons I be talkin' my shit

And fuck them other boys, I swear I'm finna run a train by myself

I'll make you cum more than me, like five plus, out what's under my belt

And fuck not makin' noise, I want the neighbor's know my name

Mouth wide, stay fed, feelin' me while I'm feelin' myself, uh

Uh, while I'm feelin' myself, oh

I'ma ask how you feelin'

I'ma ask what you like

Even though I don't give a fuck

You like to think I'm heroic

You feel like I don't know it

You told me I'm a poet

Damn right, I'ma sing you a poem

Roses are red

Purple is fire

I'll be the 6 and you'll be the 9

If the roses are dead, I'm still hopin' to see

What you had said to me

Now, show me a freak