Best On Earth

I got drip on the floor that shit nasty
Can't keep both of my hands up off her asscheeks
She got pussy galore all on my back seat
She say gimme some more ain't got to ask me

Drop it down low and let a real nigga see some. Way you moving that I can tell that you wanna be some. Don't be scared, got enough bread to make yo motherfucking jelly spread, over the bed and lay the nut in it. I know ya type, dealing with fuck niggas. I'm with the crew, ready to jump niggas. Riding with the pump nigga, and Clutch dirty he'll bury these niggas that try to fuck with him. Camera flash, soon as I pass I'm so classic. Ask me why that boy so hot, he's fantastic. Sit back twisting a black light up the ashes. Daddy used to flip that work wrap it in plastic. Road rage driving her crazy it ain't a accident. I talk too much shit like my mouth was made out of laxative. I keep the baddest bitch in the game, I'm never damaging. And if she ain't bad well hey, guess I can manage it. I got this charm on my wrist and it's a big face. Say you do it better than me but that was clickbait. Go ask yo lil thottie just how my dick taste. Ugh, did somebody sneeze I guess my shit stank

I got sauce on the floor it's so nasty
Walk with an elegant swag I'm so classy
Got your man fiending and drooling all on my back seat
Got my ex dreaming and wishing that he can have me

Who could do it better? You broke bitches could never. Try to keep up like a mouse chasing his cheddar. This pussy got him dogging me out but I know better. So imma stick my broom on the floor and tell him to shut up. I'm laid back counting my guap, I'm never basic. Upgrade, prices is low so make your payment. PCE open the doors and made me take this. God is only one upstairs when I see amen. Spectacular, need some specs to attack it. And every detail got you sweating in fashion. They running laps tryna pass me, but who gassed em. Cause if you even caught up then ya ass moving backwards. Mixtapes out on the way, so come and cop that. Diamonds in the MK purse already got that. Why you get charged for a verse, cause you cannot rap. Haven't pressed play not once, you need to stop that. Body bag a fake ass bitch that likes to talk crap. Shit stank go disinfect it and get the mop scrap. Burn the floor wipe it with bleach there go the wash rag. Cause all you bitches washed up, and ain't none of fresh as us. Mess it up, my dates late I need to freshen up, and you can catch me with ya bae ready to dress her up. Got the flyest whip but my credit is on the regular. I can tell my future is bright, that's why I'm telling ya

I got drip on the floor that shit nasty
Walk with an elegant swag I'm so classy
She got pussy galore all on my back seat
Got my ex dreaming and wishing that he can have me