Текст песни Whoa - future

Even kicking wing gets chicken winged trying to fuck with me

Im with the pluckery
It's a mockery I Dockery pancake your bitch ass

Playing with my scrilla I aint talking no punk ass cash
Fifty yard dash with me keep it one hundred
I'll do the same
My pain has encrypted my words you hear me tell it

I went to the future when my bitch ass had no future
Now I come back sutures

Still inconspicuous the way I didn't die

PS I've dead on so many occasions

I have sun spots you can call ones eyes
Look deep in them they flower

Get a lot of pussy my dick feels so nourished

I eat a star pussy I feel like I have Powers
Know what it's like to be apart of the fathers organization I'm towers