Correction Lyrics Space L / Alien’t by YBN Nahmir

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Anime b*t*hes, I look at her t**ties
Then I take her home and we count up these fifties
I come to your city, I sneak in your chimney
I tickle her kidney and then I watch Disney
I love me some hentai, I go on Xvideos
B*t*h, I'm DBangz, stick my d**k in your Cheerios
B*t*h, I'm DBangz, I might f**k my computer
I whip out my d**k, then pull up on my shooter
I'll tickle your booty and then I get neutered
I know I'm a loser, I tickle your tumor
I'll find me a b*t*h that got no sense of humor
It's Lil C*mstain, I'm the booty consumer
I take off hеr shoe and then do the manеuver
And if she act tough, I might whip out the Luger
You know I'm with Kia, I go to IKEA
She soft like a cheetah, she from Costa Rica

Hands on my knees, shakin' a**, on my thot sh*t
Post me a pic, finna make me a profit
When the liquor hit, then a b*t*h get toxic
(Why the f**k you in the club when n*ggas wildin'?)
I've been lit since brunch, thot sh*t
Order '42 for the table, let's pop sh*t
Missionary or doggystyle, I'ma top sh*t
Pu**y-a** n*ggas hatin' on me from the closet, ah
Hoes tryna call me a snake, sh*t, I guess I can relate
'Cause a b*t*h spit a whole lotta venom
And since these hoes all rats, when they come around me
All I see is a whole lotta dinner
I walk around the house b***-naked
And I stop at every mirror just to stare at my own posterior
I don't give a f**k who talk behind my back
'Cause the b*t*h knew better than to let me hear her (Ah)
Hands on my knees, shakin' a**, on my thot sh*t
Hands on my knees, shakin' a**, on my thot sh*t (Thot sh*t)
Hands on my knees, shakin' a**, on my thot sh*t

Never switchin', no, I been the same (I been the same)
In the foreign, switchin' lane to lane (Switchin' lane to lane)
She thinkin' I'm crazy, wanted my baby
But I won't do it mane (Do it mane)
Still hot, know the youngin' on fire
Roll that wood 'cause I need to get high
I'ma hit, then tell that lil' ho goodbye
Thought she was stayin', but I know and she not
I gotta stay focused, whenever I'm spinnin' a b*t*h
She stay on a opp block
'Member we hit the backstreets, seen the opps on the Moped, that lil' n*gga got shot
Say you need a P, then come shop
Since I was young I've been havin' a lot
Your day one gon' change for the guap
That's what momma said, she done seen a lot

Wake up, get my d**k sucked
Then I pull off in that Bentley Truck
B***erfly doors are suicide
I get in my bag and don't give no f**ks (Hey)
Wake up, get my d**k sucked
Then I pull off in that Bentley Truck
B***erfly doors are suicide
I get in my bag and don't give no f**ks (Hey)
Huh, ding, ding, ding
Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding
Water!
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Goodbye everyone, I'll remember you all in therapy
Haha, ahem
Playtime's over, I hate windows, I hate windows
Yuh, yerr!

Worth more than a Birkin, and that is for certain
B***erscotch caramel, color the curtains
You might need a recipe, this not a burger
The sauce that I'm dishin' out so damn unheard of
Your girl gonna suck like a octopus tentacle
Her mouth and leeches do somethin' identical
Trappin' off the digital, look for a signal
Dodging all the police, call 'em piggies like a pinky toe
Sipping muddy lean up outta Big Gulp cup
Give no f**ks, I get slump
Higher than the price of gas to fill a Ford truck
Spitting harder than Daffy Duck, tryna get buck
Captain K'nuckles type belt buckle, no bluff
She give suck at the Starbucks
Just like some velcro, her mouth got me stuck
Pimp cup sucks (Yuh), sip a pint of-
Feel like Joker, I'm purgin' the city, he Diddy
I beat up the kitty, he Diddy
He stack up the Benjis, he Diddy
He Diddy, he Diddy, but his name not Diddy
I beat up the kitty, he Diddy
I'm purgin' the city, he Diddy
I stack up the Benjis, he Diddy
He Diddy, he Diddy, but his name not Diddy

Taco Tuesday, I got the cheese, she tastin' the Kool-Aid (Taco)
Migo the plug, Guadalupe (Brrt)
She gon' do what the group say, comprende (Comprende)
Caliente (Uh)
She get the bag, but she gotta get it ten ways (Woo)
Okay, now ándele, ándele (Ándele)
What the money make? (Money make?)
We can elevate (Elevate)

Cha-nay-nay like she on the runway (Cha-nay-nay)
It's a payday when she get the c*m face (Woo)
Mamacita want tequila and a Bombay (Tequila)
Trap beating in the cul-de-sac, a one-way (Trap beating)
She want Perc' 'fore she take off her skirt (Perc', Perc')
Put in work, put your name on her skirt (Skirt, skirt)
These diamonds get to winking, like to flirt (Flirt, flirt)
The K put your face on a shirt (Shirt)
Been having flavor, givin' waves since birth (Birth)

My name José (Hola)
It's a long line at the doorway (Trap)
We servin' tacos, get 'em with the nachos
F**kin' with a bad vibe and she go both ways (Bad)
Count up the racks off a show date (Dineros)
I'll never ever see a broke day (Oh, no)
Look into the eyes, to the G.O.A.T. face (G.O.A.T.)

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