Hades

Ayy, Ayy!
AYY!
Bitch!
Mom, PharaTrill’s at it again!
Ayy, Ayy, What
Yuh, yuh (Wet) yuh
(Uh, what?)
Rollie on, huh
Floaties on, huh
All this old money getting moldy on huh (Ayy, Ayy, Ayy!)
Diamond on wrist, hockey goalie on huh
Way that I flex, I got trophies on huh
Rollie on, huh
Floaties on, huh
All this old money getting moldy on huh
Diamond on wrist, hockey goalie on huh
Way that I flex, I got trophies on huh yuh
She tryna ride me like waves, but she so crazy the way that she don’t like a
condom mmm
That is a problem, whippin' it like slaves, killed her pussy, but dead like a
possum (Ugh DEAD)
We got it on lock, in Fanny’s my Glock, if you want barred up, hit 'em up like
Pac
Smoking on gas, if her pussy trash, recycle for better new pussy to pass (yuh,
Yuh, YUH, Ayy!)
Lose it, these niggas are sus, stay bruising (Huh? What?)
Control her, no Kendrick I’m cruising (uh)
Shaggy shit, Scooby Doo, I’m grooving (uh yuh)
SaiNT JHn, how a nigga too lit (uh huh)
No bic, but I’ll flick that shit (Flick FLICK)
I’m ill like a bed ridden kid, you’re too slow like Sid, Off Deez no JID (huh
yuh huh Aye!)
The way I get these ladies
You’d think I sold my soul to Hades (Hades, Hades?)
I’m dating two babies
Mary, I’m driving 'round Miss Daisy (Skrt, Skrt)
I ain’t talking clan but I can’t let anyone Faze me (uhuh uhuh)
I’m saucing uh, no gravy, uh I’m ballin', uh no Brady (AYY)
YOU DONE FUCKED UP BITCH
OUT OF LUCK HUH BITCH (YUH YUH YUH)
TUMMY TUCK, GET STABBED WITH BLADES FOR BEING STUCK UP BITCH (UGH YUH)
YOU DONE FUCKED UP BITCH
OUT OF LUCK HUH BITCH
TUMMY TUCK, STAB SITTING DUCKS FOR BEING STUCK UP BITCH AYY (YUH)
I gotta get up, Finato is stuck
My life really called, I know I’m a fuck (yuh)
Kim K up in here, I think I’m in love
I play with the mitt, get caught like a glove
She told me, «I'm sorry but I need a hug»
I’m rapping so fast, I know I’m on drugs (UGH)
They think that I’m it, but I’m not a thug
But I can be shady, so call me the plug
Cause my life a movie, I hope you press play (Press play?)
I rap smooth, I spit game, just call me someday
If I get the check-up, I’ll move to the bay (Vroom!)
I can’t fall in love, no, I don’t fuck for fame (Bitch!)
But I don’t like the math
I add em subtract
The commas and numbers
It’s kind of fact
I play with the keys
I ride hella fast (Vroom!)
You drive a Toyota
I fly in a Jag
I’m black and I’m white
I think she a stan
Just gimme One Night
You know that’s the plan
I go by Finato
We know that’s a brand
I don’t like the fakes
I know I’m a man
YOU DONE FUCKED UP BITCH
OUT OF LUCK HUH BITCH (YUH YUH YUH)
TUMMY TUCK, GET STABBED WITH BLADES FOR BEING STUCK UP BITCH (UGH YUH)
YOU DONE FUCKED UP BITCH
OUT OF LUCK HUH BITCH
TUMMY TUCK, STAB SITTING DUCKS FOR BEING STUCK UP BITCH (YUH)
YOU DONE FUCKED UP BITCH
OUT OF LUCK HUH BITCH (YUH YUH YUH)
TUMMY TUCK, GET STABBED WITH BLADES FOR BEING STUCK UP BITCH (UGH YUH)
YOU DONE FUCKED UP BITCH
OUT OF LUCK HUH BITCH
TUMMY TUCK, STAB SITTING DUCKS FOR BEING STUCK UP BITCH AYY (YUH)