Hormonez Lyrics

Man, I keep a lookout for the boys for my niggas

I'm not the type of kid to run around pulling triggers

I'm always on my doley

But don't think I ain't got hittas

You don't want to come outside like a blizzard in the winter

I ain't the kind of guy that you looking for, no

I know I'm pretty shy, I can't let my guard down

So I kick 'em to the curb

I just fuck 'em, I just dub 'em

'Cause I'm really fucking awkward

And I can't ever seem to control my hormones

Bad to the bone, I ain't got no please to go

I'm stranded in my mind

And it's empty, and it's cold

Man it's freezing in this bitch

Turn the heat up in this bitch

Niggas balls shrivel up

Penguin walking in this bitch

I'm the boss though

Yeah I let my nuts hang, no scum gang

They ask me if we talk, I told 'em 'yeah, she give me brain'

And her mom, I call her 'miss thang'

She calls me 'sweet thang'

You know she'd be with any strange thing for some change

Screaming, 'oh my fucking god'

Thinking about all the times

Her mama told her not to use the lord's name in vain

But all these hoes ain't the same

Shit, I'm all up in her veins

No baby on the way

You know I have my ways

I'd pull right out, then I'd bust in shorty face

About face, then I hit the race

Throw the condom in the lake

Everybody think I'm fake

I ain't got no time to waste though

Huh? I keep a lookout for the boys for my niggas

I'm not the type of kid to run around pulling triggers

I'm steady on my doley

But don't think I ain't got killers

You'd be scared to come outside, like a blizzard in the winter

I ain't the kind of vibe that you looking for, no

You know I'm pretty shy, I can't let my guard down

I won't kick you to the curb

I'll just fuck you, I won't cuff you

'Cause I'm really fucking awkward

And I can't ever fucking control my hormones

Excuse my fucking manners, I ain't got no self control

I'd rather stay quiet, play the crib all alone

I'd rather beat my dick than talk to bitches on the phone

You looking for attention?

I'll be right outside your home

I just want to talk in private

Me and you all alone

Say it to my face, stop thugging on the phone

No I do not want the smoke

But pussy boy, say I won't

Ah man I believe you, but this tommy gun don't

Get the fuck up off my property

Send shots to your dome

But the glock I don't hold

Niggas really feeling bold

Told you I don't do the beef

Shit really getting old

Girl you shaking all that ass, yeah

Make it bounce back

And your nigga big mad

He know I'm about to smash that

Nigga blowing all that cash, yeah

Now he mad, yeah

Cause I fucked his bitch for free

Now he want the static, yeah

Fuck your little mob

Your bitch is a slob

I shouldn't have to tell you how to do your fucking job

'Mell' is the name

My long hair hangs

Fuck up out my face

I don't play games

Fuck your little mob

Your bitch is a slob

I shouldn't have to tell you how to do your fucking job

'Mell' is the name

My long hair hangs

Fuck up out my face

I don't play games

Eat a fucking dick boy

Eat a fucking dick boy

Eat a fucking dick

Dickriding like a bitch

You penguin-walking, like a bitch boy

Bitch I'm vibing in this bitch

Straight mobbing in this bitch

Yeah I'm popping all this shit

But until you grow some balls

Your bitch riding on my dick, boy

Haha, yeah

Fuckboy

Fuck nigga

Yeah