69 pockets 666 999 She like wine So damn fine But she wrong She already taken But taking me to heaven Feeling like 11 12 that's another day I want to call you bae Six weeks With you in a bed Fuck you everyday Fuck you everywaaaay Pleas don't tell U my bro chick Bad bitch like that I know you gon fuck the whole clique But you stuck on my dick Surname Dickson Said she want it Feeling iry All this irony In one track Its a fact Its a fact Youz a devil U just evil Body deception But I'll Meet u in the reception Talked me into deal Then I made u scream like meek mill Scratched my back Now you got my back I don't want that My name Jason Paper chasing I murder pussy Is it Friday Is it Friday Where's the ice cubes I'mma chill Cos im chilled