[Verse 1: Oddyssey]
Damn right ho, I gained two three pounds
I ain't the n***a that you see right now
I'll be right down, don't meet me at my home
I'll call you, don't beep my phone
Beseech my throne, what you see I own
Word to my main, word to the shones
Word to the birds that I left alone
Diamonds in my mouth from Sierra Leone
And all that f**sh**, I never delve in it
Nerve cell splintered, grab the nina, get expelled with it
These hoes need to learn to balance thirst and hunger
Mix it, pour it, and tell the who*e it'll make her look younger
And my b**h, she cookin' breakfast in my favorite tee
I pray to see, a couple months beyond the next robbery
I won the lottery, cus' she ain't left the lot of me
Sorry I can't live up to whatever it was you promised me
Ski mask and a SMG, less than three what she textin' me
We messaging. Been three years and yet she still perplexes' me
Double check that exit, G. Left hand nine, right hand 3
Cus' one and two ain't gon' count when 4 5s trynna be the d**h of me
And f**n***a, don't ever let your mouth run
Don't talk that sh** just cus' we stayin' in the South, son
Never in doubt, expect that spray when you around us
I'm lookin' for Pink Mist, I think I found some
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I want that Pink Mist
I want that Pink Mist
[Verse 2: Oddyssey]
I need thirty pills, I need thirty uppers
Dirty sprite, need you to serve me up sir
I f**ed a b**h and then I sent her home
Suicide watch, she never left alone
She call me baby, and I call her shone
And our calls drop and I lost my phone
And her texts read, but never answered
I'm Harvard Law, she Stanford
She blocked my twitter, now I know she know she better than that
And babygirl, has any n***a made you wetter than that?
She grab my cup and now her lips taste like regret-lessness
I laid her back and let my lips take all her breath and sh**
I'm living lives I never thought a man could stand to live
What she expect when she recieves exactly what she gives?
And what these n***as think? I don't live what I talk?
You get this gwuap and then try talking to that f**ing Glock cus'
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[Verse 3: Oddyssey]
Never leave, I won't let your a**
Walk away and I bet your a**
Been livin' savage, gla** of wine in my hand while she s** that dick like Abella
Distribution to cap them diamond flats for my Cinderalla
My own personal Britney Spears, I hit it accapella
She's Catholic, and I'm commitin' original sin
She yaded, cigarette in her mouth along with that bobby pin
I put my hair up but she trynna f**ing braid it
And I tell her 'babygirl, you ain't related, better step to pavement'
Unless you making payments, weighted GPA is 8, and you pa**ed with two D's and I ain't talking what your f**ing grade is
Sure, I'll bring her out, we mobbin' and we congregatin'
Her speech impaired but that's only cus' she kinda sedated
Now think about that when I'm wifin' you
How can I get a life when my life is you?
Now think about that when I'm wifin' you
How can I get a life when my life is you?