Lyrics Solara - Michael Aristotle

I'm a
Young sex symbol till i ko
Pull up to her spot i tell her spread it like sum mayo
You could get the silver, reposado or anejo
Pardon my spanish you know the pen is pendejo
Ayo
Tell everybody it's time to pay what they owe
I get to snapping on beats like i'm thanos
She get to clapping on beat and i love it
I was working at publix
Cutting meat and tomatoes
Lately i need to relieve stress
I'm askin me
Do i need a bottle or need sex?
Hit her from the back she splashing
I squeeze breasts, she making a sweet mess
I'm pulling the weave yes
My handprint on her ass
It feel like a heat press
I don't wanna hear bout' yo' ex when we text
I could burn shit down in case he need a heat check
But chill, breathe, stretch
It's aristotta
Big poppa, dick dropper
Beamer whipper
Straight to it, no pit stopper
Lip locker, clit shocker
Casio wrist watcher
Risk taker, shit popper
Guess i'm back to relaxing my mind
I'm either front of your heart or the back of your mind
Cause i been working on the shit that that we ain't do yet
I hope u know
The higher we go, better the view get
Ohh yes you get pool wet
And you know i'm loving the shape
Of that sil-houette
Will i bust or not? russian roulette
Your body and mind
Make the perfect duet
I got you walking round in new sweats
Best foot forward just take a few steps
In which i aint lose yet
I ain't gotta prove shit
I'm the new dog, u-haul, how we move shit
Still eastside till' all of us are done and through with
She say this your season mikey
Come and kiss these two lips