Testo ASMR - Ham Sandwich
Testo della canzone ASMR (Ham Sandwich), tratta dall'album Yessir!
(Whoa) ay
(Whoa) yuh
(Whoa) whoa, whoa, hey
Chill out, bro
Look (whoa, whoa, whoa)
Not at the gym, but I'm raising the bar (yes sir)
Opened my third eye, you stay in the dark (yes sir)
Niggas pop out and you stay in the car (yes sir)
Catching 'em slipping, I gave 'em a scar
Long nose chopper, look like Jafar
You in that house while I'm stomping your yard (yes sir)
Just pulled your bitch like a Yu-Gi-Oh card
I gotta whisper like ASMR (ooh, shh)
I caught that pussy and sent my condolences (ay)
I let her crash 'cause she scared of the homelessness (yuh)
Stack up my dividends, stack up my bonuses (ay)
You niggas cap, hope nobody notices
Don't have a heart, don't know what emotion is
Down the whole bottle, don't care what the dosage is (yuh, ay)
Pop half a Xan, I'm losing my focusness (yuh)
Fuck with me wrong and I'm leaving you motionless
That was edgy (yes sir)
My life in anime, ecchi
Top of the game, boy, I'm feeling like Reggie
I'm not a baby, I love eating veggies
I'm in your nightmares, Freddy
Popping up anywhere, look like Resetti
He say, "Hard", wet him up, he spaghetti
Big-body nigga, I feel like a yeti (yes sir)
That was a lie, I'm not big-body
But that's why I'm riding around with a shortie
I put that nigga in a box like he Roddy (ooh)
That nigga catching more rounds than an Audi (ooh)
I cut him up and flush his body down the potty (ooh)
Chopper chop a nigga up like karate (buh-buh-brrah)
I ball like I'm Scottie, I'm balling Piscotty (ooh)
In Maserati with a little hottie, boy wait (ooh, ooh, ooh-ah)
I'm on a mission to make acquisitions (yes sir)
Eating these rappers, they very nutritious (yes sir)
Eating that pussy, that shit is delicious (scrumptious)
I might pull up on that bitch (ooh)
With a fork and knife and some butter
That pussy gourmet (delicious)
I sell my wrist like it's hot in the summer
And I'm tryna eat me a meltin' sorbet (delicious)
Talking to women is not my forte (damn)
I let the money do it
Because everybody on the planet fluent (cash)
Know I'm 'bout my bag, I'm always getting to it (cash)
This success is special, ain't no reproducing (on it)
Fucking with the squad and end up with contusions
Like a Pokémon that's in a state of confusion (damn)
He thought he could beat me; it was all delusion (damn)
Knocked some sense into him; now he disillusioned
Goddamn (damn)
Credits
Writer(s): Dillon James Heinz
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Disclaimer:
i testi sono forniti da Musixmatch.
Per richieste di variazioni o rimozioni è possibile contattare
direttamente Musixmatch nel caso tu sia
un artista o
un publisher.