(Hook)
Oblivion Thicc, ooh, he be oblivion thicc
Blessing to my di*k, ooh, and damn the head game be sick
He gave me a kick, ay, and now i’m feeling magic
He’s eyeing my sh*t, and i’m feeling’ it, were bouta get lit
(Verse)
Ass fat, like the stacks
Ice pack, opposite of that
It’s way too hot, hot like fire shots
Tryna feel, cannot feel enough
Mentally, physically
Grabbing his ass cheeks like an epiphany
Thighs be rich like Disney
And they touching mine while he riding like a Harley
Mouth feel so smooth you see
He slurping up clout juice and you see it physically
Sweat coming up profusely
Tonguing him deeper than a really old Jaden tweet
f*ck it up, f*ck it up
Make me nut and then he keep it up
Smack some ass and now he fired up
Cheeks be making just like a Jigglypuff
Shake it up, shake it up
Quantities of ass getting higher than Khalifa
Way too much but not enough
(Hook)
Oblivion Thicc, ooh, he be oblivion thicc
Blessing to my di*k, ooh, and damn the head game be sick
He gave me a kick, ay, and now i’m feeling magic
He’s eyeing my sh*t, and i’m feeling’ it, were bouta get lit
Oblivion Thicc, ooh, he be oblivion thicc
Blessing to my di*k, ooh, and damn the head game be sick
He gave me a kick, ay, and now i’m feeling magic
He’s eyeing my sh*t, and i’m feeling’ it, were bouta get lit