Ayy, bae I don't wanna talk, if aint about you or me
At this point i don't wanna show up if it ain't about a fee
The homie saying that it's funk, tell him go and drop that ping
Ayy, I'll slide with balancis on my feet
Track out when i pull it beatin' back out
10 plus, I need better every time, 5 star bitch
On the road, I'm slidin' through the city, slapping my own shit baby
I know you f*ck with this, I keep shit true
Forty with these racks, you in the highest room
Young nigga for the No trynna make it known
All on me cuz i'ma shoot the clip and let it blow
Yeah im cool, but when I'm mad I gotta slide & up the sco'
Ayy, Up the score but i know you don't want no drama
I bussdown in Amiri TrueMoney rocking on some pradas
You can cum in this bed, or you can cum on this cama
Baby im trynna rub up on your nalgas
Ayy, I'm tryna rub up on your,,,
Ayy
I'm tryna rub up on that ass, tryna rub up on that booty
I poured Don Julio in my cup, got me feeling extra moody
The niggas aint trynna run the fade, they actin hella boosie
See me in public and wanna act all goodie
Act like everything all goodie what if it go bad
Say you got all this money then pull out a band
You ain't sliding for the team then you is not the man ayy
Niggas claim they from the No but never in the land
I know im f*ckin up, i feel my couscous leaving me
Niggas saying that its love but they deceiving me
Y'all can watch my story but can't unfollow is y'all kidding me
I need me a 304 like she Kimmy Pee, Up on the Winning Team.