The Appetite - Dabrye

Once again

Show it, show it, show it, show it

You a wimp, I’m up in the bed blowin' hemp

My shit a hundred percent

I’m a boss, I’m not a underling

Got a hundred links sitting in the infantry (Let 'em in)

My niggas gon' ride until the engines seize

Victory is seized, bitches striptease

I might drop 50 on a pinky ring

Pull up like, «Where the hoes?»

and take out a-holes

Don’t you ever compare me to those sambos

Cut the top off the rose, call it Amber Rose

I got so many hoes, I’m like the lead singer in Cameo

But I don’t taste like candy though

Tanned pea coat, tap dance on Miami coke

Cherry nine elevens, got a lotta weapons

My lady thighs make her look hind-legged

Exotic pet, she like a wild leopard

Eff it, I might let off a couple hollow heads for leverage

This is effortless, you bein' extra

Niggas say, «Wavy», that’s an S curl

The pump’ll make your chest curl, finesse your girl, you leave the flesh world

Sends you up, boy

Ocean’s Eleven type, if we see it, we want it, then we take it

Blame the appetite for sex, money, drugs, sex, money, drugs

Ocean’s Eleven type, if we see it, we want it, then we take it

Blame the appetite for sex, money, drugs, sex, money, drugs

Sex, money, drugs, sex, money, drugs

Sex, money, drugs, sex, money, drugs

Bubble coast to bubble coast

When we was broke we sold soap

Y’all slowpokes long dicked the pussy, give it slow strokes

Flow sound like shit I ghostwrote

Ain’t no hope in dope, that shit for dodos

Plus I take too many photos dipped in rose gold

The Benz is Merlot, the vocal booth’s an inferno

Took the burst from Alberto

And not a German pearl like serval

I’m layin' up, twistin', nervous, somethin' fertile

Let you tell it, the whips jewels runnin'

I threw the million at my lieutenant, the cop (Get it)

I might set it, bled the way you felt lightheaded

You had to wear light satin

Base leather up in white seven, it’s like heaven

I bang with the knife you slice bread with

Snatch the bread and split, you get your head hit

If you had street etiquette, I better break

Niggas ain’t better than me, they never been

Ocean’s Eleven type, if we see it, we want it, then we take it

Blame the appetite for sex, money, drugs, sex, money, drugs

Ocean’s Eleven type, if we see it, we want it, then we take it

Blame the appetite for sex, money, drugs, sex, money, drugs

Hoodrat fun like Young Latarian

Glide my stank ass 'cross your stage like Omarion

It’s the big leagues, buddy boy, please carry on

fuck big titties and spilled dairy on 'em

James Bond villains with retractable ceilin’s

Sharks in the tank wanna bank off the brilliance

Place the best bid on the best this side of the Mississip'

Stay fly like we’re fishes

Make a dollar do tricks like Richie Rich

I don’t sub tweet, I @ you like I’m gettin' sick

Return of the Mack, part 2, movin' at Mach 6

Fastest route to thug mansion where 'Pac sits

My pocket is nonsense, my new shit is doofus

Thirsty biters wanna bite but can only sip like they toothless, useless

It’s like walkin' through quicksand

Streets that take you under, keep your beats like Nixon

I’m livin' for demeanour, every sentence and sentence

Verbal game is off the spinach, one take and I’m finished

Livin' in my own world like the globe don’t twirl

Roll blunts as a dumbbell, sensi curls

Smoke so much from stress that my brain don’t rest

So I write all night to get it off of my chest

Therapeutic with the music, weren’t for that, might lose it

Real recognize real and you look translucent

Rappers too emotional, be all up in they feelings

Went to give you somethin' then I’ll tell you how to go get it

Wait, roll up at the back, that’s a daily routine

Used to sip lean but now we see, actin' our dream

That’s the way the cookie crumbles, say you gotta lay up humble

Or a bullet make you tumble, gotta watch the ones around you

Ocean’s Eleven type, if we see it, we want it, then we take it

Blame the appetite for sex, money, drugs, sex, money, drugs

Ocean’s Eleven type, if we see it, we want it, then we take it

Blame the appetite for sex, money, drugs, sex, money, drugs

Sex, money, drugs, sex, money, drugs

Sex, money, drugs, sex, money, drugs