Cosmic Sight

Yeezy season approachin',
Fuck whatever y'all been hearin',
Fuck what, fuck whatever y'all been wearin',
A monster about to come alive again
Soon as I pull up and park the Benz.
We get this bitch shakin like Parkinsons,
Take my number and lock it in,
Indian hair, no moccasins,
It's too many hoes in this house of sin,
Real nigga back in the house again,
Black Timbs all on your couch again,
Black dick all in your spouse again,
And I know she like chocolate men,
She got more niggas off than Cochran, huh!

On sight, on sight.

How much do I not give a fuck?
Let me show you right now before you give it up.
How much do I not give a fuck?
Let me show you right now before you give it up.

He'll give us what we need,
It may not be what we want.

Baby girl tryna get a nut,
And her girl tryna give it up,
Chopped ‘em both down,
Don't judge ‘em, Joe Brown.
One last announcement:
No sports bra, let's keep it bouncin'!
Everybody wanna live at the top of the mountain,
Took her to the Bleau, she tried to sip the fountain
That when David Grutman kicked her out,
But I got her back in and put my dick in her mouth.

On sight, on sight.

Right now, I need right now.
Right now, I need, I need right now.
Right now, I need, I need right now.