Figure Me Out

Wait, keep a couple seconds

Had to save that P just to get that pounds, rounds

Everyone asleep when I touch down

Way too late to making sounds (Down)

Pre made meal, then I'm out

So I'm squatting in the shower, Scotch in my system

Now my Tinder missed

So with that nine-to-five, fell asleep, obscene

So I missed him piss, that's micturition

In this position, I'm in disposition

All the delicacy of that batty, so fucking delicious

Erudite, tell me what's that all about?

They ask how many figures, I tell 'em, "Figure me out"

They all wanna see her, pree her, dream to dealer

Take her out for dinner, figures thicker than a stripper's tipper

Dealing with that woman, with Africans still in Europe

Materialistic normally, no, no would, I wouldn't

Solely giving him the boot, African-English dilute

So I can have my babies with their curly hair with any dude

So my babies get their mama's air and attitude, though

All of these roots, gotta give my gratitude

Think about six, all squeezed by graft

My attitude stinks like the eau de one sewer

Heard that rumour sooner, thought they knew her

Untrue, those intruders, yo

Gossip out, tell me what's that all about?

They ask how many figures, I tell 'em "Figure me out"

Wait, people know the possession

Had to mention me just to get that clout, clowns

Counterfeit on the TL, see 'em in real, wanna deal?

Wow, I got that swaggy, afro-fusion kinda sound

But I can bop it, spin and twist it back around

Peter Piper picked peppers and got his accolade

Beat the pussy, I'ma do the same, emancipate

I'd normally be the anomaly, tragic

Ay, at least I'm topical

If they don't give it to T, they'll never give it to you

Somehow the alpha, bet you they go get the V from a fluke

Ass, kiss it, lick it, hit he didn't, no giving out

Then they ask how many figures, I tell 'em "Figure me out", yo

Branching out like which bank can support the income

It's a big one and I can't book appointments like it's fiction

But I see the advert, bank alert, I'm concerned

And then I pulled my account up, saw the figures, started to flirt

I dropped the verses on nervous, giving gyal a purpose

Now my cervix hurt so I gotta piss a spout but

Forget the knickers, besides pissing a river

They ask how many figures, I tell 'em "Figure me out"