whiskey literature - yung m lyrics
yuh
mental monkey on the track b*tch
yuh
you ain’t been hot since yo son was born
man u got issues ,call yo ass rock band like corn
since i been born
07 that’s the year
f*ck u mikey cracking jokes
f*ck up outta here
still a virgin
i stay lurkin
close the curtains
pop out with a burkin
f*ck u drake for my ears ima need a surgeon
from the way clb got my eardrums hurtin
yeah
not cool bro
certified boy lover got no time for no hoe
got 5 guys in me edwin cano
sorry chris cano
f*ck up out my spot hoe
fo u get rocked hoe
finna jump outta bed like my homie jpro
boutta visit costco going commando
yeah thats right no clothes
had a wet dream last night j no cole
i be rockin south poles
off thе grid callin yo girl on my trap phone
yeah no one has to know
drakеs mom love the way i be projecting my snow
i keep it on the down low
sleek black how i flock call me a crow
i am not slow
maneuver through that p*ssy
get her wet she overflow
im the best she ever had
tell me something i dont know
b*tch
what do you find absurd
that im getting all this money or that i
slur my words off that whiskey literature
makes my vision blurred
walkin around oblivious to what occurs
yeah u know sandi like the way that i spit in her
yeah i get in her
im still premature
sike
i ain’t no amateur
all this brain that she give me
she still hasn’t learned
that the only thing
i love
is whiskey literature
certified boy lover got no time for no hoe
got 5 guys in me edwin cano
sorry chris cano
f*ck up out my spot hoe
b*tch im the certified boy lover
like no other
let that sh*t be known to yo brother, sister and yo mother
boutta make drakes mom pregnant like his album cover
he might do more numbers
but i got his mother
and you know i f*ck her
got exposed with millie
certified children lover
i just blew yo cover
try to get her in yo bed
running through yo head
make your pants all wet
but little do you know
she be up in my dms
and the sad truth is
she be leaving u on read
the beat cut out at the*
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