Straight Outta the 69 lyrics

[Intro]
Uh (Ugh)
I really gotta do sum' with this beat, huh
Ayy, skrrt
(Yeah, bro, you got bars)

[Verse]
Don't talk about no sh*t, your girlfriend 'boutta blow this
Stop acting so wise when you don't even know sh*t (Damn)
Your GF on some ho sh*t, these bullets gon' throw sh*t
Uh, her batty 'bout to get a mowing (Yeah)
My di*k's about to get a blowing and a choking
I am the one, b*tch, I'm chosen, I lead the path to bread like Moses
I'm straight out the 69, my jacket, I'll pick mine
Don't worry, I'll fit, aight, I been through some sh*t, aight
I love her, the pus*y's a bit tight, do not talk sh*t 'cause my wrist ice
Yo, I got all these different hoes
'Boutta go on tour, I'ma kill another show
I'ma f*ck another ho
And I'ma f*ck a hundred mo'
f*ck 12, b*tch, and R.I.P. to Mo
All thesе muhf*ckers trackin' down the places I go
And I can't feel safе, no, no
Burn down your place, woah, woah