Chili Pepper by Tyrin Lyrics

[Produced by Oz]

[Intro]
Fucking chili pepper

[Verse 1]
Give me this Snapple apple cap
You can have the fact
Under the cab telling ya'll lying facts where crap is at
I seen her in the back of Leather, now I'm tryna tap
I hit it from the back
I'm Supermån, no time to fap
She getting it raw, doing it like the dogs that's close to curtains
She on the pill, she know the deal
No kids, of that I'm certain
Picking fights 'cuz she be tight, 'cuz I'm always flirting
But she the one, we having fun
Don't leave her, I'd be hurting
Received a tab of acid from her ear
I'm tryna make it, give me 'bout a year
And if not, I still won't shed a tear
Got a fear of working at a Sears in a couple years
But lend your ears, make my music popular
To all my peers, watch my face up on the monitor
To my future career, whatever that is
Don't make those dollars hurt
Hunting for loving
I'm running for something
I know I ain't running for nothing
This loving is numb but we keeping it going
Just know greatness is coming
We keep it together no matter the weather
I know 'cuz I know better
Man this love is hotter than a fucking chili pepper
Man this love is hotter than a fucking chili pepper
Fucking chili pepper
Fucking chili pepper
Man this love is hotter than a fucking chili pepper
[Outro]
Shoutout Oz on the beat though
Fuck with this shit right here man