"PFAS" lyrics
PFAS—
Is it me?
The music I make is forever it stuck in your head, like it made out of PFAS (Uh)
The music I make is forever it stuck in your head, like it made out of—made out of— (Uh)
The music I make is forever it stuck in your head, like it made out of PFAS (Uh)
The music I make is forever it stuck in your head, like it made out of—made out of PFAS
This for the people that lost somebody, bitch, put your light up (Fuh)
Uh, bitch, I'm a firecracker, get it lit go shh, right up (Yuh)
I can't be wastin' my time wit' you, I'm way too tied up (Yeah)
Uh, me and my brothers been eatin' so good, you can see it in my gut (Yuh)
Huh, and no, I can't fuck wit' no skinny bitches, yeah, my girl need a big butt (Yeah)
Yeah, she look like a chipmunk, goin' squirrel on the dick for a big nut (Yuh)
Yeah, I'm callin' my Backwood Big Bang Theory, how it got me geeked up
Yeah, I'm callin' my Backwood Bill Cosby, how it put me to sleep, bruh (Yuh)
Yeah, I'm weighin' the pros and cons, she said it's 'cause I'm a Libra (Yeah)
And if I see too many cons, I get up on out, I gotta leave her (Yo)
Uh, I never see her unless she got wood in her mouth, shawty a beaver
Uh, I been exfoliatin', don't approach me, bitch, you look like a pizza (Uh)
The music I make is forever it stuck in your head, like it made out of PFAS (Uh)
The music I make is forever it stuck in your head, like it made out of PFAS (Uh)
The music I make is forever it stuck in your head, like it made out of PFAS (Uh)
The music I make is forever it stuck in your head, like it made out of—made out of PFAS
Talkin' that shit, you get cut up, I make a motherfucker look like a zebra
Uh, plague on my body, they callin' me sick, the beat gettin' hot like a fever
Uh, I lay the foundation for motherfuckers tryna rap, spittin' that rebar
Uh, you never gon' make it in music, you act like you stupid and look like a retard
Uh, you look like you need a Viagra, you spendin' all yo' time trying to be hard, yeah
You tryna be on shit like fly, lookin' for fly? Bitch, we are
Uh, she sittin' beside me playin' with my hair like she was strummin' the gui-tar
Uh, I touch her one time and she open up for me, I think I'm a hotel keycard
Yeah, I'm smokin' that Hubble telescope pack, it really be makin' me see stars
Uh, I know that you suckin' dick, I see a hole in your jeans where both of your knees are
Uh, lil' shawty Lebanese, I got her saved in my phone as Mia Khalifa
Uh, she walkin' 'round with that cake, it ain't my birthday, but I'ma need a piece of—
The music I make is forever it stuck in your head, like it made out of PFAS (Uh)
The music I make is forever it stuck in your head, like it made out of—made out of (Uh)
The music I make is forever it stuck in your head, like it made out of PFAS (Uh)
The music I make is forever it stuck in your head, like it made out of—made out of PFAS
Made out of PFAS (Uh)
The music I make is forev—forever, forev— made out of PFAS—
Made out of PFAS (Uh)
The music I make is for—for—for— made out of—made out of— (Yuh)
Is it me?
The music I make is forever it stuck in your head, like it made out of PFAS (Uh)
The music I make is forever it stuck in your head, like it made out of—made out of— (Uh)
The music I make is forever it stuck in your head, like it made out of PFAS (Uh)
The music I make is forever it stuck in your head, like it made out of—made out of PFAS
This for the people that lost somebody, bitch, put your light up (Fuh)
Uh, bitch, I'm a firecracker, get it lit go shh, right up (Yuh)
I can't be wastin' my time wit' you, I'm way too tied up (Yeah)
Uh, me and my brothers been eatin' so good, you can see it in my gut (Yuh)
Huh, and no, I can't fuck wit' no skinny bitches, yeah, my girl need a big butt (Yeah)
Yeah, she look like a chipmunk, goin' squirrel on the dick for a big nut (Yuh)
Yeah, I'm callin' my Backwood Big Bang Theory, how it got me geeked up
Yeah, I'm callin' my Backwood Bill Cosby, how it put me to sleep, bruh (Yuh)
Yeah, I'm weighin' the pros and cons, she said it's 'cause I'm a Libra (Yeah)
And if I see too many cons, I get up on out, I gotta leave her (Yo)
Uh, I never see her unless she got wood in her mouth, shawty a beaver
Uh, I been exfoliatin', don't approach me, bitch, you look like a pizza (Uh)
The music I make is forever it stuck in your head, like it made out of PFAS (Uh)
The music I make is forever it stuck in your head, like it made out of PFAS (Uh)
The music I make is forever it stuck in your head, like it made out of PFAS (Uh)
The music I make is forever it stuck in your head, like it made out of—made out of PFAS
Talkin' that shit, you get cut up, I make a motherfucker look like a zebra
Uh, plague on my body, they callin' me sick, the beat gettin' hot like a fever
Uh, I lay the foundation for motherfuckers tryna rap, spittin' that rebar
Uh, you never gon' make it in music, you act like you stupid and look like a retard
Uh, you look like you need a Viagra, you spendin' all yo' time trying to be hard, yeah
You tryna be on shit like fly, lookin' for fly? Bitch, we are
Uh, she sittin' beside me playin' with my hair like she was strummin' the gui-tar
Uh, I touch her one time and she open up for me, I think I'm a hotel keycard
Yeah, I'm smokin' that Hubble telescope pack, it really be makin' me see stars
Uh, I know that you suckin' dick, I see a hole in your jeans where both of your knees are
Uh, lil' shawty Lebanese, I got her saved in my phone as Mia Khalifa
Uh, she walkin' 'round with that cake, it ain't my birthday, but I'ma need a piece of—
The music I make is forever it stuck in your head, like it made out of PFAS (Uh)
The music I make is forever it stuck in your head, like it made out of—made out of (Uh)
The music I make is forever it stuck in your head, like it made out of PFAS (Uh)
The music I make is forever it stuck in your head, like it made out of—made out of PFAS
Made out of PFAS (Uh)
The music I make is forev—forever, forev— made out of PFAS—
Made out of PFAS (Uh)
The music I make is for—for—for— made out of—made out of— (Yuh)
