Hello Hello, hell is low Pillow talk ain't for a hoe Mama Mia I got four It's whole brazy party Party it's a whole Pumpkin smash Blust in a hoe I be Cash Leave the rest to the dead president's That's all I keep Can't keep no hoe Oh no oh no Flouting on jupiter I'm stupider Calls to Peter parker Kiss me upside down Green gobblen eigine Scrapping in your streets Feds know not to try catch up with the nonsense I can't make niggas bleed But I feed My feedback happens to be, you should be taking over And it's far from over I just got to part three of my hangover I'm going to heaven not sober I'm a party popper You a party popper Early morning siya phupa Lucid dreams just happen Oh lord what's happening I just say told you she will I'm so free I pop and I spin Till I pop a wheel Trillions on my Weil Don't tell my youngest son Daddy had gun and a toll for fun Hello, hell is low Pillow talk ain't for a hoe Mama Mia I got four It's whole brazy party Party party party