Bunk (ft Swerzie)

Yo, I gotta get one thing straight
You gotta tell me this shit tho
Why your girl bunk?
I dont wanna pop my goddamn trunk
I dont wanna smoke my self with a skunk
I don’t wanna push myself out of luck, huh?

Got good brain but I’m dumb
Think I got a diamond ring, I’ll put it on my thumb
Think I gotta ask your girl where she from
Think I gotta pipe your thot, then I’ll run
Yeah baby
Ok, alright, diamonds blinding, on sight, huh
Ok, last night, your mommy wanted the pipe, huh

Where your mom? On my dong
Broke her thong, GF strong
Splashing in a game, I’m pretty much like playing water pong
I mediate the pipe, it’s gon’ mediate the thot
If I mediate the thot, it’s gon’ extrapolate the top
If I extrapolate the top, then my songs won’t flop
If my songs don’t flop, yeah fuck a normal job

Yeah I got an average bod, like the peas to the pod
I got the keys to the ‘rage, where the Jeep’s looking posh
And the bee’s to the honey, where the money stack a lot
Got the zz’s to the B, C, L, M, N, O, P, P
Tell me when you see me, in the big sea
On a big yacht, looking fresh G

Ay, Baby
Why your girl bunk?
I dont wanna pop my God damn trunk
I dont wanna smoke my self with a skunk
I dont wanna push myself out of luck, huh?
Got good brain but I’m dumb
Think I got a diamond ring, I’ll put it on my thumb
Think I gotta ask your girl where she from
Think I gotta pipe your thot, then I’ll run

Yeah baby
Think I got a diamond ring I’ll put it on my thumb, ay
VVS is shining while you mad that you a bumb!
All these girls they want me, they all say that I’m the one, ay
I know that you only want me for all of my huns, ay
She gon’ shake ass ‘cause I’m throwing these ones
I don’t like girls who don’t like to have fun, ay
Diamonds they shining brighter than the Sun, ay

Talking that mass apollo, got the gun, ay
I don’t want no problems, I just want that bag
2018, pull up to my highschool in a Jag
Bottle in the passenger and cash all in the bag
Tryna turn bbno$ into baby hella bands
I do this, you stupid
I got all the juice I ain’t talking about who mixed the Kool-Aid

No wait, a Kool-Aid I’m too cray you too lame
I’m too paid, you too fake, I take your girl today, bitch
Why your girl bunk?
I dont wanna pop my God damn trunk
I dont wanna smoke my self with a skunk
I dont wanna push my self out of luck, huh?
Got good brain but I’m dumb
Think I got a diamond ring, I’ll put it on my thumb
Think I gotta ask your girl where she from
Think I gotta pipe your thot, then I’ll run
Yeah baby