☆saturn☆ (ultra) - homme plus lyrics
[intro]
ayy
apologies, let me drink this orange juice to clear my throat
alright, let’s go
[verse 1]
like a footballer when i kick it b+tch i get paid
top flight wrist ’cause i been around some ben franks
dior shades on my pretty face with the big frames
i been juiced up, minute maid cause you real pain
[verse 2]
if you wanna sign me you can bet it cost you big bank
workin’ on my sh+t i been lit for like a decade
makin’ money but i do not follow fair trade
you get tied up in this sh+t just like a hair braid
[verse 3]
angel wings, angel face, that’s my partner
pull up on my opp i make him dance like a haka
swing into your crib and beat you up like pеter parker
take your mary janе too leave you stained like a marker
[verse 4]
in this game darth vader i’m your father
match me up with anybody i’m the master
homme plus on me head to toe i’m goin’ faster
i mean homme plus on me head to toe i’m goin’ harder
[verse 5]
i mean oh my god b+tches want me more than fresh air
every time i pull up they all watchin’ like its death stares
i been off the map ’cause my slice of life a fair share
carmen sandiego mother f+cker you can’t guess where
[verse 6]
where’s waldo motherf+ckers tryna spot my nice shirt
you should leave me be unless you really really like dirt
step up to the mic and do my sh+t like its light work
i don’t have to try but everybody still like “nice verse”
[verse 7]
fit elegant, wrist eminent
yes sir, water temp is in the negatives
yes sir, bet i keep it where the bezel is
yes sir, i know my opps all celibate
[verse 8]
rocket launchers on my back like a revenant
if you cross me you go back to irrelevance
in fact i’ll take you down where the devil lives
shoulda listened to your mommy and ya reverend
[verse 4]
in this game darth vader i’m your father
match me up with anybody i’m the master
homme plus on me head to toe i’m goin’ faster
i mean homme plus on me head to toe i’m goin’ harder
[verse 5]
i mean oh my god b+tches want me more than fresh air
every time i pull up they all watchin’ like its death stares
i been off the map ’cause my slice of life a fair share
carmen sandiego mother f+cker you can’t guess where
[verse 7]
fit elegant, wrist eminent
yes sir, water temp is in the negatives
yes sir, bet i keep it where the bezel is
yes sir, i know my opps all celibate
[verse 8]
rocket launchers on my back like a revenant
if you cross me you go back to irrelevance
in fact i’ll take you down where the devil lives
shoulda listened to your mommy and ya reverend
[outro]
idiot
idiot child
you should know better
do better next time
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