im uh skywalker like a jedi u stupid b*tch lyrics

[Intro]
(CA$HED COHBRUHZ production, lil' ho, eat my pus*y)

[Verse]
Hi-C glowed up, now a n*gga in a spotlight
Kush in the bong, got more trees than a bonzai
I’m a wise guy, lil' n*gga, you a small fry
Pull up in some sh*t that you seen in a sci-fi
Pull up with your b*tch, she gon' suck me up long time
She not on her iPhone, but she give me FaceTime (Hello)
Baby bring her friend, they gon’ suck me at the same time
Dirty ass blunt, take a hit then I hang glide
I was on the cloud, Skywalker like a Jedi
I'm a lonestar, but I shine like the daylight
She my Draculina, but she suck me in the daytime
Evil ass grin, rolling on that 25i
f*cked on her once, but my bro f*cked a few times
Skinny ass jeans, pockets filled with them blue guys
Hundreds on me, blue face like a f*cking smurf
Count up like a nerd, count it up like a f*ckin' clerk
Told me be gentle, hell nah, I'ma go berserk
Hit her from the back, cut her off, now her feelings hurt (おかえり)
b*tch, hit your knees 'cause my di*k not gon' suck itself
Leanin' on a four, had me moving slow like a snail
Run up on me, f*ckboy, you gon' need some help
If I was a lame like you n*ggas I’d kill myself
Hell yeah, b*tch, I’m a star, it ain't hard to tell
LSD and shrooms on deck and they ain’t hard to sell
When I hit the scene, b*tch, my swag is a phenomenon
Smoking on that dope, eyes red like a Sharingan
Let her get on top, she ride di*k like a Yamaha
Smoking dope, eyes Japanese like I'm a yakuza
Baby wrap her lips around my head like a yamaka
Tryna chase a check, run it up like a marathon
Sleep on Hi-C, but your b*tch, she know every song
Say the same lines every song, I don't give a f*ck
I was in the party Trueyed down, but I'm tatted up
I’m a rude boy, smoking trees like a rasta
She gon' let me beat the pus*y up like piñatas
Baby chant my name during sex like a mantra
Probably 'cause I got her body hot like a sauna
Money over hoes, all I care about is commas
Beat the pus*y up, got her dripping like a faucet
Keep a bad b*tch on her job on some boss sh*t
Got her in a trance, now your ho getting topless
Like a letterman, damn, you stay on my jock, b*tch
Tryna hit the mall with them bands in my pocket
b*tch, I'm charged up like a plug in the socket
[Outro]
(CA$HED COHBRUHZ production, lil' ho, eat my pus*y)