Rap Freaks

Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah (Hey, Don D, you a fool for this one) Yeah, yeah I'm on a runway I don't see a Tory in my lane, I'm with the savages Drive the boat (ah), sit on Megan face, ride it like a stallion Everything we do is on the low, fuck social media I wanna take a flight with Durk, fuck him and India (Durkio) Tryna go Baby on Baby, if I could fuck 'em both, that'll be crazy (haha) Future need to come and find this p***y like he Dora (Pluto) Real hood bitch, I ain't nothin' like Lori How you want it? We could rich or we could do some drunk s*x Have Meek spittin' in this cat like he on FunkFlex Money Bagg I'm in the Yo, I got a hit song I need a verse, come through, just leave your bitch home (haha) p***y hot and ready bring it to you like it's DoorDash I can't even picture myself fuckin' on lil' Kodak Many men wanna suck this clit but I want 50 Cent (bitch) I'll probably let Gotti hit 'cause he got them bricks Have Rod Wave singin' in this p***y like a funeral (uh) Put a ring on it, Tom Brady at the Super Bowl I'm real pretty and saddity Took a jet to a private island on a date with Diddy I like bad boys, no ho shit Diddy let me put it in your face like them roaches (take that) And put your rich ass to sleep, buenas noches (Goodnight, nigga, hahaha, night, night) Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah