I'M POSITIVE Little * I wear, but I don't care Everything you say, and that's a little too much And then my standards are a little too high, don't make me * die Oh *, this is if you take a boy out boy Oh no, give me no ring, I want no hole Fresh *, you're a neat *, I'm fresh boy If you see the eyes, they're small, and we know them gong gong Oh *, this is if you take a boy out boy Oh no, give me no ring, I want no hole Fresh *, you're a neat *, I'm fresh boy If you see the eyes, they're small, and we know them gong gong Bitches spread out to look a fricking fresh fly Rookie player, come on, it's time to guard the bay * with me, Gucci belt in my shoes Call me, and I'll let you hold me I'm stylish, motherfuckers gonna find you There's no time to focus, I'm so thin I don't know how to talk, so I don't listen to you But the same * that you do, it's just *, lame Hey, I'm always in the cold, boys, I'm fresh, you feel it The cold takes over, but I'm still giving it my all Take daddy's socks, put them in my * nose It can be cold, but I never have a cold in my bones Muggles are in my legs, I'm wet, I'm * sweaty Simon holds the book, all nights, I'm not * tired Then you call me at seven o'clock, I'm making a call Everything I say, and that's a little too much I'm making a call, everything I say, and that's enough I'm getting my head kicked Oh *, this is over, take it easy, boy Oh no, don't call me, I'm not holding From seven to nine, *, I'm on my way The most eyes are small, and we're on our way Oh *, this is over, take it easy, boy Oh no, don't call me, I'm not holding From seven to nine, *, I'm on my way The most eyes are small, and we're on our way The most eyes are small, and we're on our way