11:11 Lyrics

Passing a stank hoe we play hot potato

Girl on her third bar like she is a capo

Maybe I'm devilish Angel no halo

Lucifer valentine name for the day though

Rolling with thugs doing some drugs

Around with your hoe and she giving me hugs

Showing no love I wanna fuck

Down on the bitch think I'm up on my luck

Making my wish

I wish for that bitch

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So superstitious

Ascending from heaven

Won't ever exist

I'm Kevin eleven

And I can shape shift

I will go giggity have an epiphany

Switching the sensory jewelry from Tiffany

And you'll be missing me I am not listening

Know if I'm burning that you would not piss on me

And she so demanding wet cheeks like it's Sandy

Call me Mr. Whiskers, fucking up on Brandy

Ghost you like I'm Danny death no Billy Mandy

Sweeter than some candy eat me like a Plan B

Cooling on my produce now I'm fly like Mary Poppins

Ladies in my cockpit so I call it aeronautics

Wetter than aquatic know I like my girls exotic

Keeping it erotic my thought process is hypnotic

Working on my cantos

I'm talking to my fans though

My position switched up

Don't wanna be your mans hoe

Who the fuck your mans hoe

Thought that was the plan though

Guessing that I wasn't it

You probably need like 10 more

Patience is a virtue so lemme get five years

All it's gonna take is blood, sweat, dried tears

Giving it my best got tunes for the high ears

Going to the top and you know I'm bringing My peers