Mr Fantastic

I always dress well lookin' so fantastic/

An ass like that, man I gotta have it/

drinkin' all night till my livers in a casket/

and smokin' like an addict/ so let's make this night a classic/

These bitches on my dick cuz they wanna fuck a rap star/

throwin' all my cash fast at the titty bar/ puffin on this Philli cigar/

full of grass from my ounce of kush in a glass jar/

and when it's gone imma race to the reup like im in NASCAR/

I ain't got a limit there's no overdraft on the credit card/

so I'm poppin bottles all night taking shit to the extreme/

your life's like a movie mines a porn scene/

fuckin' till I got a torn spleen/

cuz these girls goin topless like their in New Orleans/

but ratchet hoes are nasty like a mouth full of chlorine/

These blunts to the dome got me feeling like I'm on morphine/

You can smell the kush when the wind blows/

And the lord knows, If she's not a eight or below/

then imma tap her ass like morse code/

Cuz I got that scary movie dick ill maker her scream/

Fuck these hoes once then they think there with the team/

I'm seeing shit in slow motion when I'm sipping on the lean/

smoking weed daily like its laced with nicotine/

Your telling me you tapped that, well I already had that/

and my stomachs flat but my pockets fat/

getting money every day and that's a fact/

I'm scoping out these hoes bad bitches are my target/

rolled another up now imma bout to spark it/

my blunts are so fat like i'm rolling carpet/

Extendo longer than a yardstick got me high up in a starship/