Cush Wallace - Cush On Deck lyrics

Verse: Cush Wallace Uh, couple beats and a pack of swishers b**h, I'm fly I don't a**ociate with caterpillers A condos cool But I rather villas And have yo girlfriend in my bed, screaming, grabbing pillows Looking at my b**h anatomy No wonder why all these f**ing n***as mad at me Gotta turn my phone off So these hoes don't k** my battery My flow is complementary And girls appeal to flattery Life of the party flow I don't give a f** demeanor Babygirl we ballin I suggest you s** the team up She likes to roll my blunts f** and clean up I got OCD, b**h You better f**ing clean up, damn I'm so demanding like my father was n***as always hatin' But that petty sh** don't bother us As long as I'm performing All the b**hes gotta love us So much p**y You know I keep a box of rubbers (Yeah) I'm a miskeen art original If b**hes walk like models I'm a f** and turn them pigeon-toed Everything is blurry now Please adjust your vision hoe Told them I'm a k** this sh** Every bar is criminal You can meet my brother And tell us we're identical Then we'll take you down And smoke a bunch of medical Pulling up All black suburban Like the men in black Brent hold a gun And D-Roc windows tinted black (Uh) I swear You don't want my problems I'm a pretty n***a But the rest of these n***as goblins Beat yo a** inside the club And watch you come out hoblin I'll still be up in that b**h Convincing girls to swallow it Hook: Oh let's do it, I'm the future Im so far from the sh** you n***as used to Up early For the money like a rooster And I keep my n***as paid like a booster Oh let's do it I'm improving I play the game to win While they lose it I can't help it I'm a motherf**ing nuisance I'm about this money n***a Mother f** your two scents Yeah W-A-double L-A-C-E