[Lyric] Exotic (Control)

[Hook: Control]
Bitches throwing me the pussy, make that shit look like Saitama
Fuck the drama, I just count the blessings, let the karma charm her
Run the garments, then I rock the spot, they mocked it 'til I got it off
This shit is my environment that turned me to a product of
You got it, then you got it, that’s why people whip the pot up
Immature with wisdom on it, different flips, the shits exotic
They try to water down the spirit got these bitches sipping tonic
It’s ironic, that they make us stars, and still be wishing on us for a downfall

[Verse 1: Control]
Hit the club up then I make a downpour
Nеver mixed opinions, evеrybody know the sound raw
Real to myself and that’s the film that I was found for
Tage showing off the verbiage, the sterner words
Of turbulence, I’m shaking up and taking off
I’m like a dog you’re spraying down
But I’m not shaking hands with you ya never catch me laying down
Motherfuckers wanna complain
Bitch, I’mma make the sound last like a sustain
Run the change, make it register
Legend in my repertoire
Saved a couple cents for you before I got a debit card
Flow is like a river, so you know that’s where the rest are dumped
An M off of my Alba, that’s a shout to Jessica
[Verse 2: Moxas]
Oh my gracious, oh my goodness, oh my God-ness
I just fucked a couple bitches, I don't love them, to be honest

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[Hook: Control]
Bitches throwing me the pussy, make that shit look like Saitama
Fuck the drama, I just count the blessings, let the karma charm her
Run the garments, then I rock the spot, they mocked it 'til I got it off
This shit is my environment that turned me to a product of
You got it, then you got it, that’s why people whip the pot up
Immature with wisdom on it, different flips, the shits exotic
They try to water down the spirit got these bitches sipping tonic
It’s ironic, that they make us stars, and still be wishing on us for a downfall