Daniel Keplin, The Guide - Balcony Girl / Explosion lyrics

(Yeah, oh, aye, cough, oh, ooh, yeah)

I don’t need your respect
I don’t need your sex
I don’t know why you’ve been taking to him
He’s not good for your health
You’re not very smart with the
Brain that you’re using, You know that girl
You’re looking around and you’re crying
You know that I’m sick of it
You don’t really know what
You’re dealing with
‘til you are dealing with it
(Ooh, uh, huh, huh, uh, uh, uh, uh, ooh)

I don’t why they’ve been talking that
Shit like I’m not Lucifer
All of these bitches just really ain’t shit
Fucking them all every time that I spit
I don’t give shit's
I be fucking a bitch right
Now in the damn studio
You guys know I don’t clown around
Looking so dead every time that
I walk in the building
You motherfuckеrs know that I’m here
To make a killing nobody can stop mе
Motherfuckers know I’m killing the simpletons
Nobody can stop my flow, it’s
Too damn fucking wicked, Bitch
Every time that I fucking spit
You know that it’s fucking awesome
Putting fear inside of the enemy with
My recipe of detonating things
What? You wanna go and stare at me?
You’re looking like a weirdo
Every single time that
I spit you know that I’m too dank, Hoe
I get so much sex because I
Have a vigorous sex life nobody can stop me
Motherfuckers know that I am
The best, I’m the one with the mic, Nigga