This track is an audacious display of confidence and self-awareness from the artist. The lyrics are a bold assertion of his success in both his personal and professional life, with references to his financial prosperity, sexual prowess, and music industry triumphs. The repeated line "I might find myself through contemplation" suggests introspection and personal growth amidst all the bravado. However, the following line "I might find my downfall from frustration" reveals a vulnerability and fear of failure beneath the surface-level cockiness. The song serves as a testament to the artist's journey to success while also acknowledging the pressures that come with it. Overall, it's an exploration of fame, fortune, ego, and introspection.
slop
Lyrics
I fight like anaconda, why you tryna buck up?
My money got way longer, do you need a close-up?
I'll place another comma, yeah, I always round up
My dick game cause a trauma, yeah, she want the hook-up
I'm quite a G, so I made her nut
There's one, two, three, girlies tryna suck
You is a flea, nothing but a schmuck
Got a degree and I'm just warmin' up
Yeah, 375, hot boy, you should keep your space
Coochie let me dive, way too big, wait, there ain't no space
Baby doin' five, sprintin' for the money, check my pace
Mami's on my line, let me tell her, "I just want the face"
Y equals MX plus B minus E, I want slop (slop)
Make a couple hits, chop-chop
Finally, crush my crush, I ain't talking 'bout pop, yeah
Ballet on my clothes, and I didn't have to shop
I might find myself through contemplation, ha
I might find my downfall from frustration, ha
I fight like anaconda, why you tryna buck up?
My money got way longer, do you need a close-up?
I'll place another comma, yeah, I always round up
My dick game cause a trauma, yeah, she want the hook-up
But I'm cold and I'm hot, and that's probably why she topped
I was told that I pop and these labels gettin' blocked
Your shit old, I'm on top, and I'm sorry that you flopped
Take a photo like a thot, and your shorty getting cropped
Thick chick, feel slick, want my energy, huh
Short dick, bust quick, mockumentary, huh
Lipstick, picnic, honey's all on me, huh
Big stick, Nerf clip, I'ma let it scream
I might find myself through contemplation, ha
I might find my downfall from frustration, ha
I might find myself through contemplation, ha
I might find my downfall from frustration, ha
I fight like anaconda, why you tryna buck up?
My money got way longer, do you need a close-up? (Ha)
I'll place another comma, yeah, I always round up
My dick game cause a trauma, yeah, she want the hook-up (ha)
I'm quite a G, so I made her nut
There's one, two, three, girlies tryna suck
You is a flea, nothing but a schmuck
Got a degree and I'm just warmin' up
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Writer(s): Alex Gumuchian, Ari Starace
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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