USB Lyrics

No habla ingles

Want yo Punani

Right on my chinny chin chin

Bottom of bottle be my destination

Im needing yo help and it starts wit a sip

Roll up joint to begin in the mornings

I gotta start smoking before I get in

Tryna stay Siamese for all my twins

Stay in Chicago the city of winds

I'm feeling yo connection baby

Tryna see where USB

Got me feeling different lately

Burn me up like HIV

Good thing this be fire

Way that I'm rapping make old heads retire

How they gon match up to niggas inspired

By niggas before em I'm bout to go higher

Than ever seen

Staying locked in and forget they key

Till no distractions I be keep it keen

Latest fashion I be keeping it clean

And fresher than apple that's picked off the tree

Just me and baby like we Adam and Eve

Niggas moving more faker than weave

I swear I don't get it

Cause why keep on hating just give em the credit

Most of these niggas be deep in they debt

Deep in my pockets like I was a threat

Niggas be higher than Jupiter Jets

Girls watch me pearl and they pussy get wet

I'm making em damp stain on they sweats

Calling me perfect on cell what they said

She tryna move wit me like this a duet

You moving too thirsty I know I can quench

But I'm needing of space, time go and tell

Falling for me really put you in hell

Cause all that nigga want to do in hale

And maybe get better with rapping as well

Doesn't mean I can't fit little room

To take you there baby do I do

I'm tryna unwrap to eat yo juicy fruit

Should know that stumped like that boa I am groot

Keep you humbled just by calling you cute

Then come around and say baby you fine

Making you chase me to make you embrace me and then you obey me by moving behind

She ask do you miss me I'm telling her maybe she couldn't replace me even if she tried

Making her make my simple design

Could never hate me way I'm hitting her spine

Damn

Niggas be toxic like venom but never admit that they can

Difference from them I can tell you I am

And if you still interested fall in the plan

Don't even know where this shit had began

Supply em wit Steezzy it's easy demands

I'm getting my grants in advance

And maybe wit joints coming wit it

It maybe just makes me enhance

Tell who the greatest by glance

I'm feeling like lance by the way I be making em dance

Power of funk in my hands

Creating the grooviest groove never heard by a band

Only be using one man

I swear I be feeling like sergeant on beats I command

My lyrics be grandest of grand

Tryna extend out the city expand