Day Ones - Hot Chocolate Pocket lyrics

[Intro: Zachadelic] Man I was really feelin' this beat when I made it But now I've been kind of thinkin', maybe I don't like this beat So you know what? Nah f** that [Verse 1: Zachadelic] s** my dick, spit don't lick Brows on flick Shoutout Rick, Walking Dead I'm no fed, take no meds She f**ed Ted Flow for days, hockey player way That's not okay, shoutout Ray You wanna be a boss? b**h you should floss Smell like moss Tits like Rick Ross I won't sweat yet, I'm not dead yet But if I am soon, lay me with poon You're kind of cute, she is too Jeremy's my bro, Landon is too Gibbey is here, he's not a queer I like him a lot, he's not a thot You're all thots, f** with my sh** Oh, don't get hit f** my sh**, get real good Uh, ain't from the hood But I still rap, rap so wack I keep on goin', keep on flowin' Keep on goin' till this done Keep on goin' give me some bum Give me a chance, I promise I'm fun You know what it is, son [Hook: Zachadelic; Rezzy Reece; Captain Hiroshima; Wright Reasons] Hot chocolate pocket [x8] [Verse 2: Wright Reasons] Uh, I don't really like you that much I just want you to give this dick a touch Touch my dick like it's an iPad Yeah girl, eat your maxy pad That's f**ed up but I like it like that Like it rough and dirty, s** my dick like that Yeah girl, you on your period I buy chocolate and cuddle with you on your bed Yeah, the chocolate kind of melted in my pocket though Hot chocolate pocket, this is how it goes [Hook] [Verse 3: Captain Hiroshima] Yeah we the Day Ones, we got some nice buns Don't even hit the gym, but your b**hes we will win Come and s** this rod, you s*utty broad We got the golden tongues, f** yeah Day Ones son [Verse 4: Rezzy Reece] Day Ones son, oh sh** no it's not done I'm trying to be the one, the one that's having fun b**hes to the left, b**hes to the right I be f**in' her p**y all f**in' night And it's so tight I guess it's alright, and our future is probably bright f** myself, hermaphrodite