Curse Hey, check my resumé To Bass be the glory My dick go hard eight True facts, ay, ay [Verse 1: XXXTENTACION] Check my clock, I can't stop Fuck around, make my 40 pop No Popcaan, I pop pistols Revenge my body, clothing no issue Makes you look sick, you need a tissue You drop a body, I just might bless you I'm metro-sexual, no high cholesterol Where Jenny Craig? Bitch let's get sexual [Verse 2: Bass Santana] Why the fuck I'd ever lie? Pussy nigga bet that pistol part of your disguise I could see it in your eyes Runnin' from the reaper, fuck I'm not afraid to die Bitches creepin' on my line Got my main upset, these hoes I fucked and left behind Need at least two at a time Moved to foreign, took it over, lost my fuckin' mind Instigatin's why I don't trust these bitches Two-faced and lame ass nigga Gangbang for fame fake hitta I ain't never seen squad wit' ya I don't need a savior fuck the faith Cop myself an ounce and work the weight Seen the Babylon around the way Who the fuck they catchin'? Not today [Chorus: Bass Santana] Ridin' 'round with sinners, flyin' on a nimbus Spot a nigga slippin', hold on, roll down the window, yo Low-key schemin', leave his momma screamin', yo Curse these demons, lord, curse these demons [Verse 3: Coolie Cut] Chase 'em with the fuckin' tec Hit 'em where it hurt, nigga make it work I'ma make it squirt, nigga I do dirt Nigga I'ma merc, put 'em in the earth Pay me for the verse, put 'em in a hearse Gotta finish first, I just did my first Protect me from my curse (From my curse, from my curse) Aye, yuh, bitch! [Verse 4: Kin$oul] Bitch I put in work, spittin' with a curse Wouldn't be the first, how much is you worth? Sell you to a merch, I just wanna fuck I don't wanna flirt, why your feelings hurt? Cha cha slide, all in that pussy How you doin' love? Let's go make a movie Body lookin' good, when you dress in Gucci Love the chicken breast, bitin' on yo' booty [Chorus: Bass Santana] Ridin' 'round with sinners, flyin' on a nimbus Spot a nigga slippin', hold on, roll down the window, yo Low-key schemin', leave his momma screamin', yo Curse these demons, lord, curse these demons Late