Besos

One up

Never still if the sun up

It's all love until the gubs see you come up

It's like a jungle never know what's gonna run up

We just wanna live forever with the thumbs up

Barcelona, no stops got the bump up

Smart phone in case the cops pull the gun up

Artichoke, heart's soft, my thug tough

Garçon, bring a cup of that young drunk

I ain't ya boy baby, you got me fucked up

Wait, let me state it plainly

Shut the fuck up

Trust don't occupy space with dumb luck

Hush, fuzz got the tour bus bugged up

Shh..

Dirty like the wheels on a dump truck

Birds snuck through the security with nun chucks

Adrenaline rush, the whole party jump up

I flood nut on her sponge butt

It goes people people

I love the way you love the people people

People people

I love the way you love the people people

People people

I love the way you love the people people

People

From everywhere gather around

Uh uh

Now, too playa, too clean for spoons

Got a, routine cause I fiend for structure

But cha, shooting at the ring and the moon

Screaming, fuck the world

Cause that girl don't love you

There's a few dreams to choose

But if they don't let you keep your shoe strings

They don't want you to suffer

And if you're blessed you can haunt each other

In a city of ghosts where the vultures flutter

Now, mood swings a convenient excuse

Seems there's gotta be something in the butter

Smother the fire before it gets discovered

One foot in the grave the other foot in the gutter

Uh, boosting any loose thing, if it ain't screwed down

It becomes pray to my hunger

I take it back to my underground bunker

Stay cool everybody, have an awesome summer

People people

I love the way you love the people people

People people

I love the way you love the people people

People people

I love the way you love the people people

People from everywhere gather around

Uh uh

Now

Bonus, me and my cojones

Hoping that you never treat me like I'm homeless

Unless it mean you about to see me with some donuts

Or

Dominate the nomination where your zone is

What you thinkin, it's the reason we're in show biz

Work like a clown with the squirt guns loaded

Only thing being worse than lonely is coke dick

Word got around, and now we call you blow fish

You was pissing in your own bowl of porridge

When I rode across the ocean on the back of a tortoise

Never see try to act like I'm gorgeous

Greasy mother fucker make it party with the Socs

Tweet a picture of my penis to the POTUS

Roll my weed in the papers of some old eviction notice

Is the police came like a swarm of locusts

Hanky panky yanky doodle of America