COMFORT.

If you want a cut, I want my fade quick, Now you know

Ain't no one accounting for my bank bitch, I make it

If she want to fuck, I'll make here wait then, She won't go

I'm so hungry boy I'm looking way thin, I'm way thin

Bet you could play the Xyli on my rib cage

Afraid of speaking I ain't know that ya'll was bitch made

That ain't you tweeting, you repeating, what your pimp say

Easy to get you on the hook you lil' fish bait, a mistake

I'm honest, product of what we been through, the pen move

Harder, sharper, than a Ginn-su, I get through,

The taller, grass, see who against you, bitch is you

Iffy? Huh? I knock like rent due, coming through