Текст песни Spirit Cook #3 - Cult

Nigga standing like a shinigami
I'm impressed
I can save your life
I won't hold your hand
I got 40 acres in Ohio, think I'm playing
I can't be your man
But I got a plan
We can iron out the deviled details once we land
I'm craving a lot
Maybe more than ever
I remember I said that she's dying you said "let her"
Baby you so cold
Negative degrees
I thought I was dying when you put the suck on me
I'm feeling exposed
You gon love your role
If you talk too much and don't pay dues you gotta go
Cause I'm craving a lot
Honey more than ever
If you knew what goes on then baby you'd think you'd do better

I'm impressed
You can be a wife
You can wear my ice
I got 40 servants in Nevada, on my life
Baby I'm your lord
Baby bow to me
Tell me that you miss me
And how much you proud of me
You tryna expand
You want the finer things
That means a birkin bag
A Bentley and a diamond ring

Bitch I'm on go
Got it in the tuck
Got these niggas froze
Call it king tut
Wipe it 'fore you leave
My shit gon get stuck
You pray on your knees
I listen to my gut
You tryna be seen
I'm tryna luck up
Baby wait for me
I'm a little stuck up

I'm impressed
Cater to my needs
Baby on your knees
But if you talk too much and can't shut up then honey please
I need a silent bitch
I need a quiet bitch
I need a violent bitch
Oh, I need a violent bitch

Wipe it 'fore you leave
My shit gon get stuck
You pray on your knees
I pray to my bitch
Bitch I'm on go
Got it in the tuck
Got these niggas froze
Call em king bitch