Holy Shit

Carbon Fiber Music
Ankhal, Jhayco, we left in fifteen
This girl doesn't answer
K.A. r beat

Drugs and alcohol, a room and zero love
Aderall to not fall asleep and fuck you better
I took you on the Can-Am to ride you in sport mode
And, baby, when we looked at the clock it was already three in the morning
In the club and you're still bitchy
I went down to the city to catch a show, oh, oh
So give me a quickie
Let's fuck and leave hickeys, yeah

(Hey) Tuerson, what do you know about that?
She has a screen on her belly and on both nipples
Make me horny and get me a couple of bucks
She likes drugs, thugs, and all that

Tuerson, what do you know about that?
She has a screen on her belly and on both nipples
She likes drugs, thugs, and all that
Make me horny and get me a couple of bucks

I ordered the Bentley, it cost me three hundred grand
Twerk over here, I've already thrown a thousand and it's five thousand
Those ass cheeks appear on Instagram in all the Reels
You're Anitta and I'm on your team with the Brazil jersey
You want me to buy you Fendi, Balenciaga

Everything's Gucci, Prada bought
Damn, she's drowning, that lady is crazy
Throwing sneakers and you guys keep the boxes
She wants to burn, don't count on me, start counting
You want Dior

I have bodyguards in the room, a prepa', an escort in English
I have a couple of hookahs, tussi with whores and liquor
And the bank like Lindor
And on Instagram she looks good mommy, she's prettier in person
She's the pressure, I see her if she sings my weight
I see her and holy shit, it smells like sex
I see her and I'll fuck her if she wants that

This bastard called me asking about his woman, how stupid
He saw the anti-Judas tattoo
In a photo she posted
He said if I have balls to send him the studio's location
The daring one arrived with three more idiots and they all died in public
They all died in public

I keep fucking her and you died for being stupid
Yeah, uh
Your mistake was believing you were the only one
And that baby has already been given everything
I got a picky because the baby doesn't fantasize
Tell me where the meeting is and I'll get there wherever
In that pussy there's liquid, I look at it and it drips
I put a grip on my dick, because that ass of yours kicks, ah-ah

It's three in the morning
In the club and you're still bitchy
I went down to the city to catch a show, oh, oh
So give me a quickie
And let's fuck and leave hickeys, yeah, hey

Tuerson, what do you know about that?
She has a screen on her belly and on both nipples
Make me horny and get me a couple of bucks
She likes drugs, thugs, and all that

Tuerson, what do you know about that?
She has a screen on her belly and on both nipples
She likes drugs, thugs, and all that
Make me horny and get me a couple of bucks