on command - aim-01 lyrics
[chorus]
b*tch be sloppy, she on fours giving me toppy
just like on command, take her cursor then i go and copy
taking all that copy, paste it right onto her little hearty
now she sending me the pic, yeah, her titty it be soppy
b*tch, slow, down, i’m
countin’ up the cash, ’cause i’m all up in my bag
like sorry man, i don’t even really mean to brag
but don’t worry ’cause i run so fast i la*la*la*la lag
[verse 1]
b*tch i saw the sign, not like an angle, i don’t sine
i’m f*cking ’round and i’m finding things, yeah i’m so divine
b*tch i am your destiny, so i’ma need a shrine
send a message to my past, through the gate like i’m a stein
kicking rocks, slicing through them, i don’t talk
call mе kanjiro, or go with zenitsu, i just shock
b*tch i am the beast, with thе breathing technique
i start breathing on these b*tches make ’em wet just like a creek
b*tch call me a dancer, ’cause i crip walk on ya grave
turning up the music, yeah, we bringing in the rave
b*tch get over here, you know i’m the one you crave
best get out your trunks, ’cause i’m bringing in the wave
yeah, we taking over, we the one’s who gonna conquer
play ’em like i’m banjo, but you know that i don’t conker
b*tch ain’t got no brains, you can call her one the walkers
but she give me brain, ain’t no surgeon, ain’t no doctor
[chorus]
b*tch be sloppy, she on fours giving me toppy
just like on command, take her cursor then i go and copy
taking all that copy, paste it right onto her little hearty
now she sending me the pic, yeah, her titty it be soppy
b*tch, slow, down, i’m
countin’ up the cash, ’cause i’m all up in my bag
like sorry man, i don’t even really mean to brag
but don’t worry ’cause i run so fast i la*la*la*la lag
[verse 2]
b*tch i make the rhymes, keep ’em flowing through my mind
beat ’em down like a punching bag, b*tch i ain’t too kind
b*tch i’m on my grind, ’round my finger, got her twined
beat her back in stiff, she can’t let loose ’cause i just wind
b*tch call me a dragon, ‘cause i am celestial
walking on the water, i don’t need no devi i’ll (devil)
look right out this world, could say i’m magestical
bust around the world, like on her face, give her a facial
b*tch i’m striking down, explode on b*tches, like a missile
and she be reacting, yeah that b*tch she can go fissile
now she coming back, i ain’t gotta blow no whistle
not blowing like a crossing guard at end of day dismissal
b*tch i’m right behind, when there’s thunder comes the storm
b*tch i bring the gang, taking over like a swarm
b*tch i just evolve, i can take multiple forms
ditto is my name, ’cause i’m straying from the norm
[chorus]
b*tch be sloppy, she on fours giving me toppy
just like on command, take her cursor then i go and copy
taking all that copy, paste it right onto her little hearty
now she sending me the pic, yeah, her titty it be soppy
b*tch, slow, down, i’m
countin’ up the cash, ’cause i’m all up in my bag
like sorry man, i don’t even really mean to brag
but don’t worry ’cause i run so fast i la*la*la*la lag
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