FiiiMka

We're wasting our time, your tooth is dry.

And now I'm feeling her lips again

Baby, because of your sync,

There's a signal in the new braid. I knocked down the thermometer.

I'm glad you're a gay rap, like a triple boom.

I'll give you a chance to warm up

We boil it like you're a temple like an elephant.

The stone is my glass

You have guests at home, and your guest has a fist.

Zero nail, I'm a coffin, a SIM

Mama's driving, you're crawling, kum, e-boy.