Letra de Alien Sex - Ski Mask the Slump God

Yuh, yuh

She need a father figure, I need a shot of liquor

So come here, baby, arch your back, 'cause I'm a posture fixer

Pass my crumpets and elixir, Harry Potter wizard

Touchin' money, different colors like I'm playin' Twister

Huh, brand-new Prada getter

I can't fuck with shawty unless I can make a dollar with her

All my bitches act like tools, but they Scissor Sisters

Shittin' on them, I'm like, "Cool, they just kitty litter"

Huh, yeah, hasta la vista

I'm tryna put somethin' in your egg like it's Easter

Breaking Bad, when I whip my wrist, I break a beaker

In my hand, just tryna control me like a dealer

Huh, on the hunt for a hun like Attila

Keep a shell on me like a armadillo

What's that smell on me? That Chanel on me

I'm a fire breathin' dragon like a spell on me

Yuh, yuh

This that hold your breath (Breath), cardiac arrest ('Rest)

They say that my music sound like alien sex (Water)

Alien sex (Wet), I am not impressed (Ha-ha)

Well, if you must confess, better say it with your chest (Yuh)

This that hold your breath (Breath), cardiac arrest (Huh)

They say that my music sound like alien sex (Yuh, yuh)

Alien sex (Yuh, yuh), I am not impressed (Water)

Well, if you must confess, better say it with your chest, bitch (Water)

Tryna get to the bottom of me, I am an anomaly

Made you think of Insidious, got a monster inside of me

I'm talkin' an entity, ask me what that meant to me

I say the lottery (Okay), 'cause nobody bother me (Okay)

I am a philosopher (Uh-huh), something like the Socrates (What else?)

And when I shoot the pistol (Mm-hmm), I'm Megan with the knees (Yuh)

They number two like pencil, couldn't really fuck around with me (Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)

I'm something like your dental 'cause my wisdom knocked-out teeth, bitch (Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)

Okay (Uh-huh), okay (Ayy)

Say you gettin' chips, baby, Frito-Lay (Free, ayy)

Been gettin' bread since before the back page

Been gettin' bread like a jar of mayonnaise

Okay (Okay), okay (Ayy)

You got bad energy, I might burn some sage

The human centipede, shittin' on 'em all day

Sneakin' and geekin', I tweak out, Nick Cage (Water)

Fish fillet, caviar, duck confit

Don't be alarmed, this is a regular Monday (Hee)

No candy bar, yes, I'm thinkin' 'bout a payday

You are my food, look at my plate, I'm 'bout to say grace (Ayy)

This that make ya stank face like the mace spray (Mace spray)

Umm, this my flow, I hit it first like I'm Ray J (Ray J)

Umm, jump, mayday, umm, jump, mayday

Like it's Friday and I'm Day-Day on a vacay' (Ayy)

This that hold your breath (Breath), cardiac arrest ('Rest)

They say that my music sound like alien sex (Water)

Alien sex (Wet), I am not impressed (Haha)

Well, if you must confess, better say it with your chest (Yuh)

This that hold your breath (Breath), cardiac arrest (Yuh)

They say that my music sound like alien sex (Yuh, yuh)

Alien sex (Yuh, yuh), I am not impressed (Water)

Well, if you must confess, better say it with your chest, bitch

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