Go Pro
I love living in debt, now I got these student loans
Fuck the IRS tell them leave my ass alone
As they knocking down my door while I'm drinking at my home
Let these bitches know that I got a big bone
Getting too high as I'm blowing through a zone
And I can't open my eyes man I cannot use my phone
Got twins coming at me, attack of the clones
And I'm on a flight to Italy, when in Rome
Always got a gang of ladies cuz I never roll alone
Got these cameras in my face, so I guess I'm going pro
Auto pilot on I'm just going through the motions
You be catching feelings while I'm saying fuck emotions
Ain't no need for that shit
I'm focused on this rap shit
Get if I need it, sadly it be from those fat chicks
I was fucking killing it, I really thought I had it
Drunk bitches hungry so I tell them toss a salad
I got plenty lettuce bitch you see how I be dressing
And I roll a couple joints whenever I be stressing
Bitch I got a fever cuz my rhymes are fucking sick
You be telling me they ain't, but I bet you'll suck my dick
Never tired of that shit, another day another bitch
She be losing inhibitions with the vodka that she sips
And you got so much ice just make sure that you don't slip
And I like the boobs girl so just show me your tits
Its easy, bitches easy getting greedy smoking seaweed
So we hit it and we quit it
If we need them call them next week
They coming back like boomerangs
They put their tongue right on my wang
It's nothing just to fuck them cuz to me these hoes don’t mean a thing
They be looking for a wedding ring, but that I won't give out
I just got to keep them safe, resuscitate go mouth to mouth
Or mouth to dick I make them sick this time it is to make or break
After the physical is done you'll need a walking stick