Selfish

I was rockin' Ralph Lauren, they still bottom of the barrel

I put gloves on before I fuck, cuz we gotta keep it sterile

Everybody wanna nut until Cole Myer goin' feral

Wrong approach, glad I fuck with you or else I wouldn't spare you

Always yappin, yappin, yappin, yappin, always talkin' shit

I'm aiming at your head like Indians, a red dot on the bitch

I can tell just by the way you look, you'd probably go and snitch

I'm the type to take one good look and find an ick

That's just what it is, how it do, how are you, hey

Fell in love with a toxic bitch, she called me gay

I wish I could tell you I'm gettin' bout ten times your pape