You ain't bout' that life
From the f*ckin' jump
See your bitch in the club
She like hug me back
Got lazy in the gat, she like f*ck me back
Get the go home, but they brought me back
I ain't wait for bitch to love me back
Bitch I ain't gonna lie, like call me back
So I eat too much, bitch call me fat
Ten fat at the light and I wrap it up
In a muscle car like I'm flexing up
Oh, she's boring
Yawing on her like I'm just getting up
Take a nigga shirt and rip it up
Take a bitch spirit and lift it up
The K was the axe how I hooked it up
Then the K was the box how I lifted it up
Bang
Catch up, catch up, catch up, catch up (bang)
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