Hurricane Girl

Riding up the street on my BMX
My boy sits on my rear wheel sending texts
Nothing’s gonna stop us in this mess
Unless I’mma aim a shotgun to your chest (bitch)
Afternoon boredom we need salvation
I wanna be a ninja, be the s-e-nsation
A.D.I's the shit don’t need no fucking donation
I’m about to boom your lame creation
Yeah, we wanna be friends with Jesus
We shitting masterpieces
We’re not mediocre like you planned us to
We getting shit done
All these basic bitches
Who go to private teachers
What’s the deal man?
God is not within the preachers!
Oh you wanna chill?
Wanna pay the bill?
Motherfucka till
You cannot feel
Dollar make you real?
All vibed out, yeah I’m all vibed out
Bitch your dollar never bought me
Yeah I’m all vibed out
You won’t ever make me learn
I’m a hurricane girl
I’m a hurricane girl
I’m a hurricane girl
I will disappear before it’s my turn
I’m a hurricane girl
I’m a hurricane girl
I’m a hurricane girl
I’m a hurricane
Little naughty Adi
Show us how you move
For we don’t fucking care
About the music that you produce
Just little naughty Adi
Show us how you move
Show us how you move
Show us how you move
(Jesus)
Oh, you wanna be friends with a it girl
But when I sing you realize that I’m a bitch girl
Let go cause I’m a mothafucking six six six girl
And you’re so average you would never be my shit girl
You won’t ever make me learn
I’m a hurricane girl
I’m a hurricane girl
I’m a hurricane girl
I will disappear before it’s my turn
I’m a hurricane girl
I’m a hurricane girl
I’m a hurricane girl
I’m a hurricane
Little naughty Adi
Show us how you move
For we don’t fucking care
About the music that you produce
Just little naughty Adi
Show us how you move
Show us how you move
Show us how you move
(Jesus)