FAHRENHEIT lyrics

[Chorus: TypeOh]
Flex out with the ice
Stepping out new Nikes
I just want the pus*y
I ain't ever hit it twice
Alexander McQueen
b*tch, I pay the hook-up price
Alyx on my jeans
Make her raise her Fahrenheit

Flex out with the ice
Stepping out new Nikes
I just want the pus*y
I ain't ever hit it twice
Alexander McQueen
b*tch, I pay the hook-up price
Alyx on my jeans
Make her raise her Fahrenheit


[Verse 1: TypeOh]
Cold likе Minnesota
Hoes getting poundеd down
Like I hit the quota
f*ck a girl with class
Stamp her ass like a diploma
Pour up Chandon
Texas girl, she let me hold 'em
Whole lotta murder
b*tch, that’s just the motto
b*tch gon' suck me up and ride the di*k just out of boredom
Got a girl in Boulder, got another out in Florida
She say she a fan, said all my lyrics she can quote 'em

[Verse 2: Anshoo]
Aww
Better watch how you move if you pull up on my side
I can’t fall in love, I got too much on my mind
I get geeked, get high
I'm the motherf*cking guy
All these damn drugs in my body, I could die

When we got a problem, we roll up, dawg, we get fried
I got two b*tches at the same damn time
Ask too many questions and I’m probably gonna lie
b*tch, I'll never fall off, f*ck a 1985

You ain’t heard this sound, nah, you ain’t hear this new sh*t
Tryna copy my style, I got better execution
Riding round in my town, I smoked this blunt and now I’m zooted
'Boutta move speed of sound, she hop in and I start cruising

I’m just having fun
You falling in love
Talking 'bout your ex, baby I don't give a f*ck
I'm just having fun
You falling in love, love, love
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
[Chorus: Anshoo]
Flex out with the ice
Stepping out new Nikes
I just want the pus*y
I ain't ever hit it twice
Alexander McQueen
b*tch, I pay the hook-up price
Alyx on my jeans
Make her raise her Fahrenheit

[Bridge: lez]
All the money
All the cars
Boy, I have 'em all
Even that girl that you wanted
She wanted me first

All those bruises on your neck
I’ll take it back now
'Cause I never needed you anyway
Baby, I said I needed space
f*ck you and every little thing you said
'Cause we all know that you ain't into love

[Verse 3: Anshoo, nickwuh]
Delusions of grandeur, Trey said I gotta change my manner (Falling from grace)
My mom raised a scammer, take these pills feel like Bruce Banner (Now I can't feel my face)
I’m stepping out, look at my jeans, they Alexander (Said it's all up to Him)
Expensive fashion cover my pain in all the glamor (So I'll pray)
Televised suicide, like Thai, I'd kill for my spot (Karma's a b*tch)
Got a hundred on the dash, dawg, I never get caught (She got the kiss of an angel)
Got this girl going live, she gave me everything she got (Acquainted with death's embrace)
Ain't do pillow talking, she heard 3rd Ave. 'bout to drop, yeah

[Chorus: TypeOh]
Flex out with the ice
Stepping out new Nikes
I just want the pus*y
I ain't ever hit it twice
Alexander McQueen
b*tch, I pay the hook-up price
Alyx on my jeans
Make her raise her Fahrenheit

Flex out with the ice
Stepping out new Nikes
I just want the pus*y
I ain't ever hit it twice
Alexander McQueen
b*tch, I pay the hook-up price
Alyx on my jeans
Make her raise her Fahrenheit