Slum Village - Fantastic Lyrics

Does y'all niggas just gotta test the S?
It's the fantastic, Amara, incarnated
The old star made it, back to earth bruh
What can I do for you? Troop you makin' up
And now your lady wanna do me slow
She told me yo' cash flow was an ultimatum
Livin' productively in the U.S., she's Filipino
And brushin' you off like a classy ho in a casino
Now the rest of the night you're feelin like Mr. Draino
Your stomach ain't right, you're drinkin' Milk of Magnesia
Now bruh, life ain't gotta be like that
All you gotta do is grip yo' meat, laugh at her
Massage her, take a bath with her
Devour her, the owner you should master
Fast or slow, ayo
This shit is for the willin', dealin' in cash flow
Transfigurated villain, the feelin', down low, yo
Write up a scroll on your ho when she don't act right
This for my niggas who paid the damn dues (uh-huh)
This shit is for my niggas who died to grip a mic, mic
This shit is for the bitches who fuss and wanna fight, fight
Write up a scroll on that bitch when she don't act right

It's fantastic, yeah
You wanna test the S, nigga? Huh
It's fantastic and I'm feelin' alright
Nigga steppin' in the club like, dynamite
It's fantastic, nigga