SNOMED lyrics

[Intro]
Ay, ay, ay, ay ay ay
b*tch
Ya, okay
Boot in the booth, boot in the booth, boot in the booth, I got boot in the uh
Boot in the booth, Boot in the ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
SHEESH
Wet flex sex in the flesh and my chain wet like sex
b*tch!

[Hook: Ski Mask The Slump God and DIRTYFACESMOOK]
You n*ggas worried, lookin pus*y, like the courage
Wit' that thirty, leave a pus*y dirty, like I'm Curry
Street sweepin', got a broomstick on my thirty
Little b*tch flirty, pus*y purrin', like it's Gary
You n*ggas worried, lookin pus*y, like the courage
Wit' that thirty, leave a pus*y dirty, like I'm Curry
Street sweepin', got a broomstick on my thirty
His b*tch flirty, pus*y purrin', like it's Gary

[Verse: Ski Mask the Slump God and DIRTYFACESMOOK/Both]
Balmains with the wrinkles like a pug
And I must be virgin cause I never gave a f*ck
Say I'm extension cord I got the best plug
I'm feelin' like a father who her n*gga gave mean mug
I'm outer space I touched the moon b*tch I done glo'd up
I got the K don't be a fool you'll get sewed up
Got Vintage Cartiers I'm seein' thru the bullsh*t
This movie rated X directors cut a full clip
Hopscotch jump that n*gga like a skip
Pop Pop, how she twerk them pus*ylips
Can you dig it, we got clips like a snippet
To make some noise, need some help, like a cricket
The roof feel like Jurrasic Park I'm gettin money now
Ski Mask keep a 30 'round, gun 'em down
I got a very rare chopper in my skinny jeans
Don't make me pop it b*tch I'll c*ck it back and wet the scene
Ayy, watch me pull up to the scene in the car from the movie Cars, Lightning McQueen
Red on my raf like a beam
Kick to your mouth now you out like some lean
I be on some big mon ting
"I love gold!" said my pinkyring
Step through red bottom clean like a n*gga musta crawled up, out, in a ‘merzine
Smook, zoot, alley-oop the boot, in the booth
Abercrombie your b*tch, a moose
Duck Duck Goose, in the cooch
You know I pits up a layer on my b*tch in her hair
Can you say very rare?
And my wrist look so inviting just like it's a flare
Wiz weed, purple hair
Whip that b*tch, grip that b*tch
Gettin' outa line, huh, pimpslap b*tch
Whip that b*tch, grip that b*tch
Keep them baby's 'round me like a Cabbage Patch kid
Ok whip that b*tch, whip that b*tch
Oh
Thats the end?