Tell my girl she's deaded, I gotta catch this flight
Check it, my phone is deaded and I ain't gonna write
It's instinct and these things I cant help
I'ma monster, I want her all to myself
I ain't at the airport or the clear port
Holla at Donnis at the air force
I'ma fighter jet and she's mighty wet
on my vampire life, I'ma bite her neck
I cut her like a credit card
I cut her off and she ended up in bettyford
I gave her more than she was asking for
thought she was possessed that's what all these straps are for
each bar I kick packs a monster punch
my monster mami packs a monster lunch
so clear the way when a monster comes
speeding in Bjork army of me monster truck
I think I feel new teeth coming in
I'm lovin' it so if your salty I'ma rub it in
directing music videos in all white linens
and the shades never come off, not even when I'm swimming
eating finger food, bigger moves, how I'm living
so if your on the menu, bon appetit, ya dinner
even Nicki Minaj can get it
give her head, I'll let her put her kitty on my fitted
use barbies like toys
until she addicted to white boys
don't pay attention to the white noise
you are now listening to the sounds of my voice
ClockWork Cros, Crosmopolitan
Crosby, what the hell are they callin' him
hangin' with Gorillaz and kids with guns
city of gods steez, run into these kids your done
monsters sin for fun, im drinkin' rum
in any even club, ima bring my drugs
higher than a chandelier, double fistin' cans of beer
watch me disappear in the air, when the lights appear
please clear the way, I'm not here to play
in the studio late, doin' three a day
it's showtime, so I don't need a doctor
I'm co signed by the big homie the monsta
six EP's, debut album of the year
which part of that didn't you hear or isn't clear
while they on facebook all just taggin' me
I'm gunnin' for every cover of every magazine
there he goes again on that crazy shit
I'ma fuckin' genius bitch, call that amaziness
just giving ya'll a taste, what ya dyin' for
cause I'ma motherfuckin' monster and now ya know
