Twelve lyrics

[Intro]
(You're listening to a Yung Castor exclusive)
Yo, that's actually dope as f*ck if you're talking serious
Nah, I can't deal with that dumbass sh*t, bro
Ayy, yo, Yung Castor on this sh*t

[Chorus]
Top-top me, ayy
And she gon' call me Papi
I can not love you, do you copy? Ayy
When I drink Henny, I'm sloppy, ayy
Beat up-beat up the pus*y like Rocky, ayy
Man strapped up like Rambo, man strapped up like velcro
And he talking like so fake, I do not do piano
He like-he like soprano
This is my family, this is my backbone, yeah
Take a little b*tch in the castle
f*ck up on her front, put my thumb in her as*h*le, uh
White b*tch in my jeans, blue flannel, ayy
Foreign little b*tch speak Tamil, ayy
Foreign-foreign car when I blow past, yeah
And she throw it back, no question, ayy
I can not deal with this pressure, no

[Bridge]
(I can not deal with this pressure, no
And she gon' call me Papi
I can not love you, do you copy? Ayy
When I drink Henny, I'm sloppy, ayy
Beat up-beat up the pus*y like—)
[Verse]
I-I already feel like a legend (Legend)
I-I already pray for these blessings (Pray for these blessings)
Millionth time through the grapevine
Bring a pretty b*tch in this section (Section, ayy)
Big nine on the waistline
You can f*ck around and get FaceTimed
Big dope blowin' by the state lines
Said, "I'm twenty pounds"
That's a state crime
G-good body and the face fine
I'm off perkies, it'll take time
Bend it back and she break spine
And she twenty-seven like she deli wine (Yes)

[Bridge]
(And she gon' call me Papi
I can not love you, do you copy? Ayy
When I drink Henny, I'm sloppy, ayy
Beat up-beat up the pus*y like—)

[Chorus]
Top me, ayy
And she gon' call me Papi
I can not love you, do you copy? Ayy
When I drink Henny, I'm sloppy, ayy
Beat up-beat up the pus*y like Rocky, ayy
Man strapped up like Rambo, man strapped up like velcro
And he talking like so fake, I do not do piano
He like-he like soprano
This is my family, this is my backbone, yeah
Take a little b*tch in the castle
f*ck up on her front, put my thumb in her as*h*le, uh
White b*tch in my jeans, blue flannel, ayy
Foreign little b*tch speak Tamil, ayy
Foreign car when I blow past, yeah
And she throw it back, no question, ayy
I can not deal with this pressure, no