Baby Back Ribs
Crown on my head a noose 'round my neck
Wings on my back, fingers wrapped around a tec
Feet in the air, ain't no blood on the floor
There's a watch on my wrist always present for more
World on my shoulders, eyes like some boulders
Life like a soldier's mind that don't judge
I am not focused, more like precise
Exercise my right to provide what I write
When I right all my wrongs and I fly all my songs
To the mind of a ??? who resides in a box
Fine like the fiber optics, lockpicks
Need some chopsticks
I get tight when y'all expect me to smile
Haven't laughed in a while, 'cause I'm trapped in society
A human corrale
La la la, la la la, la la, la
I clap twice to pretend I turn the sun off
Bitches offering me help to get my nut off
My milkshake's made with almonds, no lactose
Motherfuckers fuckin' talkin', set the gun off
Pay me my, pay me my chips
(Pay me my pay me my chips)
I need my baby back ribs
(I need my baby back ribs, yeah)
Get on my, get on my dick
(Get on my dick, bitch please, yeah)
I got it lit like a Bic
(I got it lit, lit, lit, lit)
I know she down with the shits
(Is she down?)
Cookin' me, cookin' me grits
(Cookin me grits!)
Instagram story her tits (Instagram story her-)
I'm in the cut like a slit (I'm in the cut like a-)
?? bit of my tongue with the lip, grabbin' her hips
Shorty she know I'm equipped
(I hit it and quit it, yeah uh!)
Shorty she know I'm equipped