I love you Lyndon
Yeah, yeah
I got the racks on me that bitch go up and down
I got that bag on me hate when you come around
Text me back
Don't hit me up now
This ain't that now
Can't f*ck me while these bitches up
I got the racks on me that bitch go up and down
I got that bag on me hate when you come around
Text me back
Don't hit me up now
This ain't that now
Can't f*ck me while these bitches up
I ride the f*cking ri when I get bored (I get bored)
Yuh, bitch I love the racks okay good lord
Yuh, come air it out (whew)
God dragon lord
My hate got on aux
I really shit bridgen more
F*ck wit me I got hitters yeah on stand by
Crits in my jeans but I'm sinnin by the day time
F*ckin with the gang (Uh huh woo ha)
Cha bang
Boy you know you cannot hang
These racks drive me insane now (ay)
I got the racks on me that bitch go up and down
I got that bag on me hate when you come around
Text me back
Don't hit me up now
This ain't that now
Can't f*ck me while these bitches up
I got the racks on me that bitch go up and down
I got that bag on me hate when you come around
Text me back
Don't hit me up now
This ain't that now
Can't f*ck me while these bitches up (bitches up)