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Paris Texas - Holy Spinal Fluid Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Wasn't showin' love to my face
Now she tryna' hug on my waist
I was seeing dubs, vision great
20, 20, 20, 20
I can spot a fake 50 yards away
Big protein, but I be out the whey
Running to the safe like it was a plate
Fuck a Larry Page, hit it, ah ah-
Okay, now I'm speaking proper
I can make the somber, feel like it's the Summer
Catch me over yonder
Looking for the top, where is the topper?
Where the competition?, in a six-foot slumber
Wit' a pillow on a cover, all from bein' stubborn
Got me some direction, where is thе compass?
I'm a real big stepper, thеy some lil toe stubbers
How they sound like us? It's a talent show cover
Imma' make them all suffer, imma' A1 stunner
My bitch ass make em' sad, that's a real big bummer
She like backshots, from me, but with you she a fronter
Ben Frank Prostates, I'm a thumber, I'm a thumber
Niggas washed, they get rinsed, then repeat, lil' bitch
Not a brick when I speak, it's a key lil' bitch
On her knees [?] Greek, be discrete lil' bitch
Put some candles on his back and make a tea lil' bitch, imma-
[Chorus]
Ante up, bitch I put the ante up (Huh)
Ante up, bitch I put the ante up (Huh)
Ante up, bitch I put the ante up (Hmm)
Ante up, bitch I put the ante up
Niggas scared when the town come back around
Talking all that bullshit, need to simmer down
Keep it a thou', keep this shit a whole millennia
If you ain't moving like us, need to shut it up

[Verse 2]
Bitch yellow, that's my Super Saiyan 2 bitch
Put rookie in my phone, that's my new bitch
She fucking on the goat, bestiality
Took a tab, now I got a new reality
Tryna' go against me?
Mink, mink, mink, mink, mink, mink, mink, mink
It's fatality
Niggas wanna ride dick, cannot saddle me
Tryna' ride the wave, mm, cannot paddle me
Going dumb in this bitch, need a dunce cap (Dumb)
Used to say I was him, it was once cap (Liar)
Fake it 'til you make it yeah, how the sayin' go?
Yellin' on stage yeah, young Samuel
AI in this bitch it's Ghost in the Shell
Nicotine in my breath, do not mind the smell
Paris Texas really there, we sippin' [?]
I'm doing good once I know the fuckin' melon hate it
Already eatin' melon, mm, off the melanated
Gettin' hot might need FPS now
Ex-bitch transitioned, ex-BF now
Dick so good, now she wanna be like me
All this money and I still wanna D-I-E
Real emo in this bitch, might D-Y-E
Vertical with the cut, I might be like Ian
Don't know what I do, find some genies
[Chorus]
Ante up, bitch I put the ante up (Huh)
Ante up, bitch I put the ante up (Huh)
Ante up, bitch I put the ante up (Hmm)
Ante up, bitch I put the ante up
Niggas scared when the town come back around
Talking all that bullshit, need to simmer down
Keep it a thou', keep this shit a whole millennia
If you ain't moving like us, need to shut it up
Ante up, bitch I put the ante up (Huh)
Ante up, bitch I put the ante up (Huh)
Ante up, bitch I put the ante up (Hmm)
Ante up, bitch I put the ante up
Niggas scared when the town come back around
Talking all that bullshit, need to simmer down
Keep it a thou', keep this shit a whole millennia
If you ain't moving like us, need to shut it up