Century - Lost Boys lyrics

[Verse 1] Banana clips cause it's scary on top No it's not, banana splits with a cherry on top Don't hold the fudge b**h, I hold a grudge b**h You could been dumb rich but now you're just some b**h No identity, your misery serenity She had her head up her a** like a centipede I'm the remedy, I'm a Kennedy Weird science, b**h we had chemistry We at the Hyatt, b**h we had Hennessy Been trying to hit that since my moms house on Genesy And you got thicker since yo a** moved from Tennessee If loving me's a crime, guess I'm the sentencing Get lost boy, Rick Ross boy Corey Haim: I get flyer than a Lost Boy No doy, Asian broad fed me Bok Choi This is Sparta homeboy, we are not coy [Hook: CENTURY] Call a b**h, on the phone She pleases me, when y'all gone She try to stay, when I get long Kick rocks, I don't want talk ??? If you think I'm cold, b**h too bad Nacho, Century, big swag I'm telling you, she's choosing up I don't want to be her man, I just wanna f** [Verse 2] Everybody wanna eat, but nobody want the rations They couldn't see my bars if I was spitting with a caption We gets no reaction, I gets no satisfaction I'm a Rolling Stone, in the homes I be crashing Robbing like Baskins, my b**h so frigid That I thought she Alaskan, and we lost all the pa**ion The only time we see eye to eye when we smashing Vanity, I still got her hooked, Action Jackson Bad chick, black skin, thicker than yak skin Dope's out, racks in, n***a what's happenin'? Stacks out her p**y so we call it Grand Canyon Her and my cannons are my only companions Barbarian, Conan, show no compa**ion Baby I'm a swinger, who cares if I'm landing? b**hes be blabbing, their friends wanna cram in I did her like Gucci pushed the b**h out the wagon [Hook]