Hey Val, is it you on the beat?
I'm too fucked up, in a cyber city with cyber shawties
We high off them drugs, pulled one out of my harem
Bussed it down, girl thicker than a mug
Said she tryna fuck, I kiss her neck while I grip on her butt
She my nympho, think she my Albedo so I stay in her guts
Told me rough her up
Looked deep in her eyes, knew shawty was a slut, slut, slut
On my rod she gluck, pop, pop bottles on her bust
I got way more sauce than you and your crew, that's why you copy us
I'll be blunt
Defied all the odds, done took they hoes
I know my enemies hurting
Tired of the fake shit, I been tearing down the digital curtain
Slaughter for my cause, sexy nigga, I'm too posh
Went from worker to a boss like
In a cyber city with cyber shawties (shawties)
What's behind the digital curtain? (reign forever)
In a cyber city with cyber (shaw-shaw-shaw)
Louie, this is one of my FAVES
Ru-r-r-ru-r-r-r-ruling everything
D-d-d-d-d-d-down the digital curtain-curtain (Cyberpop 2)
Hate to see you leave but love to see you go
Freaky demon, she gon' drop it for the goat
Pop that, go 'head shawty, drop it low
Pop that, go 'head shawty, drop it low
Back at my crib set up, been let her practice new twitch metas
In her Twitter header 'cause the sex made her walk
Like the Don with the pink feathers
Gave her my sword like I modded her
I been the source of what's gotten her
Hot under collars, she hear me and perk up like popping a gobblegum
Couple of bottles, she lifting it back, I say bottoms up (whoo)
ASMR-rated, whispers she likes my sauvage fragrance
Using her mother tongue fast paced and I don't need a translation
Like a BTS Stan but she's a quest fan
Brain go like she doing thesis exams
Getting links locally, and overseas
Stay up all night just to beat the jet lag
Fuck a follower count, I got DM requests from the models you browse
Get more than a block for not watching your mouth
Knocked out, now he dressed in a hospital gown
Been a problem since hopping up onto the scene and
Got virtual vixens all wanting a screening
My discord is popping, they often are screaming ("oh, my God")
Archid, do I look like I know my dad?
I'm lucky (I'm lucky)
Came up from the dirt, now we get mo' money (mo' money)
Pull up in a whip filled up with snow bunny (sheesh)
With black, Asians and yo' honey
Proud of what we be when they throw it back, I go dummy (yah)
I keep me a Ray for days when it ain't Sunny (boo)
Been a Playboi, take my shirt off and chicks love me (sheesh)
They stop breathing when I walk past, get lovey-dovey
(It's okay if they get touchy)
Keep a blade tucked on some Su shit
Cook like a sous-chef, flambé a nuisance
Rappers be so mid that when I listen to they music
I make sure to wear a red flannel (stupid)
They switch colors no rubik's, meanwhile, the tea? I sip it
I don't fight squares, tha-that shit's for the Tommyinnit
Enemies be tryna wear me down but they won't catch me slipping
Tearing down the curtain that y'all hide behind with the swiftness
A cosplay goddess, I've played the role of many
Kali and Louverture in the pretty drip committee
It's about who you know in this biz and my set litty
Got men across the globe, fiending for this cyber kitty
Get ya crushed like taco shells under heavy weight
Diamonds on me shining bright as Pokimane
I'm hot on any damn social, hot on any page
You're still under-leveled but see, me? I cracked the game
Watch the crowd shake when I move
They can't do as Layna do
I'm sexy, deadly, ask your boo
My haters get left gory (ooh)
The blood mother, your red juice I splash in
A breadwinner, I bring all the racks in
Your fake as fuck, can see through ya like plasma
I cash in, I'm stacking and you can't get a fraction
Nah, that's fucked up in jeans
Thank you
Another Cyberspace antagonist behind bars
And it being Villain no less, ha-ha, ugh
What a way to celebrate, two bad bitches to the left and right of me
You can touch wherever you want to daddy
My body is yours papi
Now now, there's plenty of me to go arou-
So you've chosen to live in this reality of falsehoods (who?)
You've chosen to live in this reality of falsehoods (what?)
The who or what doesn't matter
The big red has the curtain over your eyes
And their isn't much time left
Where you going handsome?
Sorry, I have to clear my head
I'll miss you
Call me later
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