Blow me

One day I'ma get out, get my own place, hit the bar

And smack you in your face, face

Smack you in your face, your face

Humbled by my wrist, rings on my ring finger, blow a kiss, you gotta pee on my left hand

Palma, pepper, tea, and G, for you and me, baby G

The weather could be better, but we know that nothing happens by mistake

And nothing goes unseen

In the eyes of the universe, reverse, watch this next verse

Learn this new verse, cause I could beat a bitch up on purpose

If you wanna see my nervous tic I got in my wrist, connected to my fist

Just let me know, baby, be the first one to find out