X-Rated

[Intro] Fuck, fuck fuck Fuck, this is x-rated This is x-rated [Hook] Oh shit, I work my wrist I sign your tits You wanna pick Oh shit, lit like a bic I got the stick, I got the zip Oh shit, this is x-rated You is outdated, flip through the pages Minimum wages, my nigga's locked in the cages I'm having money for ages My lyrics feeling contagious Yeah, my lyrics sounding outrageous Baby, I'm gone through the phases I am down all the way to my laces [Pre-Chorus] Oh fuck, you better duck I gotta truck, so I can buck Straight through your gut Big bucks, baby big bucks [Hook] Oh shit, I work my wrist I sign your tits You wanna pick Oh shit, lit like a bic I got the stick, I got the zip Oh shit, I work my wrist I sign your tits You wanna pick Oh shit, lit like a bic I got the stick, I got the zip Big bucks [Verse 1] You better hide your bitch Talking that shit, end up in a ditch Don't trust these niggas cause they prone to snitch I'm in mansion, this four sided brick I'm wearing diamonds, they got me sick (achew) If it's not broken, what you gonna fix? If I ain't nothing, Imma be rich She looking for stitch [Pre-Chorus] Oh fuck, you better duck I gotta truck, so I can buck Straight through your gut Big bucks, baby big bucks Oh fuck, you better duck I gotta truck, so I can buck Straight through your gut Big bucks, baby big bucks [Hook] Oh shit, I work my wrist I sign your tits You wanna pick Oh shit, lit like a bic I got the stick, I got the zip Oh shit, I work my wrist I sign your tits You wanna pick Oh shit, lit like a bic I got the stick, I got the zip [Outro] Fuck, ah, fuck fuck fuck