Typo

[Verse 1]

Wanna give mama the D, gotta earn it like Earnest

Yeah daddy, the pussy feel like a furnace

Look at you baby, you lookin' determined

You want some chocolate cake and you German

Eat it up, beat it up (Ayy)

Legs tied like some chucks (Ayy)

Candles lit while we fuck (Ayy)

Enema, he in my butt (Ayy)

When it comes to the dick, I can be picky

'Cause the pussy act fancy, you can ask Iggy

I be rockin' that dick, I ain't talkin' Milly

Stir that dick in my pussy like you makin' chili

I told him lick the clit like Ring Pop (Pop)

Fuck 'til 18 o'clock (Clock)

Every time his sink stop (Stop)

Told him wash his hands in my twat

He's a good snacker, packer, after, napper

Twat make him feel good like soup and crackers

Smacker, whacker, inside out, backwards

Wanna feel your hands in this pussy, come dap her

[Chorus]

Finger me like a typo

Finger me, finger me like a typo, ayy

Finger me like a typo

Finger me, finger me like a typo, ayy

Like a typo, like a typo

Like a typo, like a typo

Like a typo, like a typo

I'm 'bout to make this ass switch like GEICO, ayy

[Verse 2]

Dick gettin' soaked like the mop smell

Drinkin' that cock, that's a cocktail

Even dirty on the bottom like the sock stale

Fingers in the box like you got mail (Put it in me)

If I show you titties, boy you gotta buy me two chains

Yeah, eat the pussy like it's a mukbang (Yeah)

Dig in the pussy, lookin' for that loose change

Came on his fingers, made him buy new rings (Uh oh)

Pussy ain't ran through, no marathon (Nope)

Can't too many people get in this Tana-con (Nope)

That's why niggas mad and they never come (You know it)

'Cause this pussy be the number one restaurant

And of course that nigga want a plate

Gave him eight rounds, now I'm lookin' like Kate Plus 8

Pussy runnin' juice like steak

And you know it's super good, so I fuck him with a cape

Kick your feet up, give you three sluts

Feed me Reese Puffs, give me Visa, keep my T tucked

Now your hair fucked, like Onika with the D up

All on my walls like Mona Lisa

Breasts swingin' in your face, but no fights

All I get is nut, nut, nuts, like on flights

Niggas start buggin' after, like old rice

'Til I say, "K, pop it again, let's go twice"

[Chorus]

Finger me like a typo

Finger me, finger me like a typo, ayy

Finger me like a typo

Finger me, finger me like a typo, ayy

Like a typo, like a typo

Like a typo, like a typo

Like a typo, like a typo

I'm 'bout to make this ass switch like GEICO, ayy