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In the morning
Maybe we could start a family
I wanna see your pretty face
Someone who truly understands, how to treat a man
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah
This is what I need

First off, fuck Elon Musk
Eight dollars too much, bitch, that's expensive (True)
For the hoes in the back and the crackers in they slacks
If I tweet then delete then I meant it (Uh)
I don't really need a check
Because I got enough respect
And these niggas bitin' on me like a dentist (Uh-huh)
See, they all about free speech
Until they hear some shit and they get offended (Uh, let's go)
This ain't what you want (Let's go), no, this ain't what you want
Ah, fuck y'all niggas, I feel like Papa John (Insane)
Laughin' straight to the bank, I'm Tony Khan (Khan)
And they hate what I say 'cause I ain't wrong (Let's go, let's go, let's go, uh)
What kinda rappin' is this? The kind that make rap niggas pissed (You know it)
I put a thumb in my bitch
That pussy gettin' beat up like Gibbs, she know it
These niggas be textin' with kids, it doesn't get stranger than this, that's ho shit
Fuck a bar, I don't fuck with you niggas, like I'm Hulk Hogan (Wait)
I am me
Rittenhouse with the shot I repeat
While you stretchin' the truth in your tweets
I been stretchin' your girl, Iron Sheik
What's the deets?
In the crib, drinkin' Soylent for weeks (For weeks)
Watch your energy, watch what you tweet
You can go from Elon to Ye in a week, buddy (Buddy, buddy, buddy)

Numb myself with that antidote
Blacked-out, can't think no more
So ain't no way we 'bout to take this slow
In that never seen before
Behind the scenes, on that cuttin' room floor
Smokin' on that, don't need no more
So lemme tell ya where we gon' go
To a place you won't ever wan' leave
Got it locked, hid the set of keys
In your head, girl, I'm rent free
She can't stop thinkin' about me
So drop it low like you pickin' up change
Go'n 'head girl do your thang
So what's up with that what's up
Spittin' fast like Busta
Do I need to trust ya
To feel like I love ya?