(Sheezy)
Paradise... Paradise...
Im rollin' up the weed
Like it's a f**in' pair of dice
Making all the cheese
So call me a mice
I'm so f**in' cold
Like i'm f**in' made of ice
Thinking.. Scratchin' on my head
Like I got lice
Listen to my songs
n***a, i'll give you some advice
Your girl ate my chopstick
So I just eat her rice
Making all the green
'Cuz i'm mean
No I ain't nice
..No No..
I'm messin' with your girl
That's lowkey
You Knockin' on the door
'Cuz you ain't got no key
You ask me questions
Like I'm a Motherf**in' answer key
Straight to voicemail
b**h! You better f**in' answer me
This is Sheezy Land
You girl touch it with her hand
Cum in less than 30 minutes
Call me the pizza man
What goes around, comes around
Like a motherf**in' fan
I want to be the n***a that turn a penny to a f**in' grand
But this the way it go
Nobody else will ever understand
Smokin' on that gas
Now i'm finna' relax
All day freshness
Like i'm motherf**in' Axe
Your girl gave me brain so I feel it in my temple
I'm always right (write) so call me a pencil
Bars from the dome
Yeah, it came from the mental
Yeah, I got a gap
I don't care about dental
Talking about my girl
But your hoe is a rental
Don't stay in the white house
But this is Presidential
I just wrote a word
So give me a space
p**y so warm
Like a f**in' North Face
Look at your girl
You ain't got no taste
Look at her face
She too black
Like a Ace
Call me Johnny Test
'Cuz i'm a packrat
I'm worried about my future
Y'all worried about Snapchat
f** all y'all
'Cuz I ain't got friends
f** the ABC's
A.B.O.S.N
Out!