c.u.n.t.

She call me, ah
She call me, "See you next Tuesday"
It's a new day, time to make a new play
I'm a stoner, smoking on Butane
I told her, "See you next Tuesday"

See you next Tuesday, see you next Tuesday
See you next, see you next, see you next Tuesday
Damn, she look good in her True Religions
Make me wanna, make me wanna make a bad decision
She got me on my knees like a real, good Christian
Damn, she look good in them True Religions

If she fucking with the vision, then most certainly we winning
In that Burberry, I'm steppin' so you know I'm never slipping
I put my phone on DND, can't speak without the greenery

She call me, "See you next Tuesday"
It's a new day, time to make a new play
I'm a stoner, smoking on Butane
I told her, "See you next Tuesday"

See you next Tuesday, see you next Tuesday
See you next, see you next, see you next Tuesday

I, I, I love designer, I swear I'm a shopaholic
I wear that shit, the rarest shit, you know you never saw it
Hickeys on me, kisses on me, that bitch so erotic
Smokin' on exotic, my life too chaotic
I can't even walk it out, baby, I'ma jog it
Cargo Tripp pants a hundred million pockets
Need a bigger pants, CEO I'm in your wallet

I ain't eatin' pussy right now, I'm tryna detox
White Reeboks, Russian Cream like Key Glock
She a lil tweaker if her coke can't rerock
All my molly Rocksteady, ah, no Bebop