No talk, just action (Uh)

Got your bitch on my dicc, she relaxin’ (Facts)

Pussie so wet, got traction (Skrrt!)

Shooters on deck, no cappin’ (Blrrt!)

Slide through, all black fashion (Woo)

Suckin’ this dicc with a passion (She nasty)

Pussie got grip, that’s magic (Grip)

But I still leave her ghost like Casper (Gone)

I’m a menace, fuck peace (Fuck peace)

Pussie boy talk, but he weak (He weak)

Dicc in her mouth, can’t speak (Nah)

Then I nut on her face, that’s skeet (Skeet skeet!)

No cuddles, no love, no sleep

Just pipe, then I dash like thief

She want deep, I dig like beef

Now she got that walk of shame on repeat (Facts!)

Got her legs in the air like a stick-up (Stick up)

She gaggin’ on dicc, no hiccup (Nah)

Whole squad hittin’, we lit up

She said it’s her birthday — I ain’t get her no gift, just the tip up (Woo!)

Gang outside with the blicks up (Blicky!)

Catch a opp slippin’, he zipped up (Boom!)

Fuck a soft rap, I’m a sick fuck

Leave his brains in the whip like a hiccup (Skrrt!)

No talk, just action (Bang!)

Got your bitch on my dicc, she relaxin’ (Ayy)

Pussie so wet, got traction (She wet)

Shooters on deck, no cappin’ (None!)

Slide through, all black fashion (Drip)

Suckin’ this dicc with a passion (She wild)

Pussie got grip, that’s magic (Grip)

But I still leave her ghost like Casper (Poof)

Pussie tight like a ziplock (Tight!)

Head game sick, no detox (Woo)

I’m deep in the guts like beatbox

Got her screamin’ “Daddy” while her knees lock (Yeah!)

Tell that ho don’t talk, just slobber

She ride this dicc like a chopper (Vroom!)

Got clips in the whip like a mobster

And the pussie get wetter when I pop her (Facts!)

Dicc long like the line at Popeye’s (Big)

She open wide like Wi-Fi (Open!)

Pussie clean, no fungi

Still beat it raw like I’m dumb high (Woo!)

Got bricks and a bitch on standby

Both wrapped up, both get flipped

One move wrong, whole block get lit

Shoot first, then fuck— that’s my script (Bang!)

No talk, just action

Got your bitch on my dicc, she relaxin’

Pussie so wet, got traction

Shooters on deck, no cappin’

Slide through, all black fashion

Suckin’ this dicc with a passion

Pussie got grip, that’s magic

But I still leave her ghost like Casper.