LIPSTICK lyrics

[Intro]
(Oh my God, Ronny)

[Chorus]
Sex pistols, I feel like Sid Vicious, uh
Blood on my teeth look like lipstick, uh
B-b*tch I'm sick, punk just like misfits, uh
Shawty bad, she can catch this di*k, uh
Crazy, b*tch, I'm batsh*t, just like Wayne is
Maybe 'cause my new whip like a slave, ayy
Beyblade let it rip right where your face is
This clip hold about ten, just like Daytrip

[Verse 1]
Huh, okay, she eat me like sorbet
n*ggas said they at my head, they faker than a toupee
Gats, n*ggas won't bring 'em around, fiasco just like Lupe
Wax, n*ggas don't wanna get down, get blood on my Ksubis
Jenner like Bruce I see these n*ggas pus*y
Bruce just like Banner, pockets hulked, you lookin'
Bruce like I'm Wayne, we rob, sh*t's getting took
And you looking, won't find me, wish a n*gga would
You could get f*cked up
We pull up on 'em like Aflac, he duck duck
We throwin' shots out the Ford that's a dump truck
Name my glick Clover, it don't miss, that's tough luck
Said he gon' touch us? What's up?
He don't want that I'm an animal, he'll die
She gimme face like it's Hannibal, real life
Diamonds electric the same way an eel slide
Put pistol on 'em, we golfin' that steel nine
[Chorus]
Sex pistols, I feel like Sid Vicious, uh
Blood on my teeth look like lipstick, uh
B-b*tch I'm sick, punk just like misfits, uh
Shawty bad, she can catch this di*k, uh
Crazy, b*tch, I'm batsh*t, just like Wayne is
Maybe 'cause my new whip like a slave, ayy
Beyblade let it rip right where your face is
This clip hold about ten, just like Daytrip