Bird Hunting

She's stoned as a saucer and I'm hittin' this clay pigeon

Though more of a dove in my eyes if my aim squintin'

With baseless proposition to propose base skippin'

Players'll go home runnin' from a back'way entrance

No curfew, finish when she can no longer take innings

That tunnel on Hershey highway's traffic stay spinnin'

Navigatin' the naval gate lingerin' 'round lingerie linen

Wait on directions, bodacious analytics, I gaze in it

Gyratin' hips, eye to the pie, man I got this thang winkin'

Uncontaminated cleanliness, you dirty and I bathe in it

I ain't gon' get in to detail, descriptive but this hookup nanny?

She gets the nooks-and-crannies, but I'm pretty anal with it

Got her hootin' after I hollered at her by the hootenanny,

Took her foot jammed it 'tween in the hood and backseat,

She took it amply, and escaped ditchin'..

 

Since straying the oasis, too many anglers been fishin'

The lake had spillage, I'm sayin', her poontang was sicknin'

She updates her Insta to swoon over my wang "majestic"

Balanced on the saddle, mechanical bull riding it roughshod

Talons in my backbone, she's an animal I highkey swung on;

Falcon with a whammo, called me asshole and to kindly fuck off

But too gallant to tackle, let's get that post-fighting love on

 

Been with slutty, but what lass'd tantalize me marryin'?

A girl in Brown studies, vast as Savannah in a Merriam

Oh we tradin' busties? I pass Ava Addams for Kaitlyn Krems,

Don't like 'em too bulky, mass to diameter and radius

I'd take a flatty over Bailey Spinn, not a fan of the saline nips

But Salice Rose got me glassy..and this thirst requires saline drips.