YTB Fatt - Hustler Lyrics

(You'll fly too if you link up with Frenchie)
Huh
(I'm a one-stop shop)
Pst, huh
Huh

You see me callin', can I come over?
I can call my nigga for a ride or I call up my chauffeur
I'm tryna play it smooth, I don't wanna get you in trouble
Forget that I'm rich, I can pull a Benz truck, shaped like a bubble
AMG, my heart melted when you said, "I love you"
Pull up with then niggas to her house, told her about my cousins
Whole time wanna smash your nail, but I can't get caught lackin'
Can't talk on the way, it's wrong, unless you know a lot of niggas wanna whack me
Pst, ah, you see me callin', I wanna come over
Pst, huh, I wanna come over
You see me, I want to come over
Pst, you see me blowin' your phone, I wanna come over
Pst, you see I'm him, don't treat me like a sucker
Pst, I wanna be honest, your friends wanna f*ck me
Ah, pst, can I come over?
Ah, I ain't messy, I don't wanna speak of it

Pst, ah, she be whinin'
Whinin', she wanna ride it, ah
She whinin', whinin', cryin'
Ah, whinin', whinin', cryin'
She get mad when she can't ride it
She whinin', whinin'

Pst, birthday comin' up, gotta cancel the show
Her favorite color pink, I turned that bitch to rose gold
She know how to play her role, my name in her phone, favorite cousin
I changed my mind, I found out she f*ckin' my midget brother (Pst)

Ah, whinin', whinin', cryin'
Whinin', whinin', cryin'
She get mad when she can't ride it
She whinin', whinin'