Ungodly
It’s about to get real again. It’s the man across the pond and you know that you’re feeling him. In the back of the club , got birds all around and they’re showing me love. I Do it just for the thrill of it…cause models chase bottles ‘til the champagne spilling in… in the back of the VIP; hot girl saying Blur pee on me. No…you misunderstood me miss when I asked if you were taking the piss? My Lifestyle’s ungodly…I don’t care I just want to put my hands on your body. Until we both collapse, because the kitty is a drug and I love to relapse. And I never ever pause unless her fingernails look like bear claws. I’m the d.i.o.r. B.l.u.r. Crazy if you think you’ll leave scars…andI leave no prints, when the sun comes up. Hit her with the fake math and then Uber it up…and I don’t make videos, but I’ve got them acting out in every city we go. My wingman’s my cousin. Us passing on a party well you must be bugging. Ungodly bars, other-worldly flow. I do ungodly shit everywhere I go. But I do my dirt behind closed doors; like Jesus man I hang out with whores. Nah I’m just playing make no mistakes do you hear what I’m saying? Cause I do what I do I’m like Noah…bruv I take my birds in twos! Ungodly.
Ungodly.
When it comes to the sisters it’s not just black girls but twisted sisters. You know those sisters, they share the same bloodlines and baby-pictures. Tattoos on their bodies right above the puss says I love to be naughty. The bad ones are the best; into fitness and rubbing protein on their chests. And I live for this…when I shoot my shot girl I will not miss. I mean it’s gotta go somewhere, to the dark side of things bring the pain like bane yeah. Good girls are overrated; you will never hear “Blur I’m so glad we waited”. And I do what can to ensure bad girls are my only fans…and I love what you to do to me. And You do what you must to pay for “uni”. It’s popping off on the first date. I want her topping me off before I finish my plate. In the back of the restaurant…wrecking that ass and filling your tip jar. Am I taking this too far? You’re telling me you love me as I tongue-punch your dirt star. Baby wait for the cream; the cream’s the best part and you know what I mean. Throw ya morals out the window…cause the blur won’t speak on anything we do.
It’s gonna be just the two of us streaming your live screams from your internet crush…it’s gonna be such a rush and if god witnesses then god’s gonna blush.
Ungodly.
Ungodly.
Ungodly.