Okay
Nigga
Yeah, she gone throw it back
And make it clap up in stilettos
Sipping on this syrup
Yeah my cup blueberry eggo
Ooh I'm sipping on this purple
Yeah my bitch she sip prosecco
They gone copy me
With no hesi it's a echo
Chameleon on my neck
Yeah my wrist like it's a gecko
She just tryna dip
She tryna f*ck like from the get go
She gone bend it over
Touch her toes
Baby get low
Pull up on this beach
I'm up in Greece with my Greco
She gone give me head but where'd the neck go
She gone give me head but where'd the sex go
Yeah I'm one of one
What the f*ck I'm finna check for
If she get to tripping
Then it's on to the next hoe
Love my main bih
But turn my main to my ex-hoe
She gone text me
Nigga text me back
I send her XO
Nigga XO, XO, XO
All about that fetta bout that cheese
Bout that cheese, pesto
Ima turn her on, turn her on
I just press go
Ima get him gone now he poof nigga presto
Now he poof nigga presto
If he want some smoke
Smoke with me
Bring your best dope
My bitch she red-bone
Yellow skin just like a marigold
Shawty she a stallion on the track
Just like a merry-go
Yeah my bih demonic nigga
I can't do no scary hoes
Shawty she lactose
But damn she sipping on this dairy though
Demons they all dead up in the dirt
Like boy I buried those
They gone throw some strikes
Like blow for blow you know I parry those
I can't do no birds but this coup it's a canary though
Pop up out the cuts like I'm Jason, ain't no Terry though
Yeah I love my bih
These niggas know I cannot marry hoes
No I cannot marry though
Everywhere I go, all the hoes they like there he go
Nigga there he go
Shawty in her feels
Vent to me just like confessional
If she need that work, I give her work like be professional
I f*ck up yeah the couch my nigga
F*ck up yeah the sectional, nigga
Shit that we just did up in the crib, was not ethical
These bands make her dance baby
Yeah I'm one directional
She gone sit on top of yeah this throne like a pedestal
Aye nigga like a pedestal
Pick his ass up man that pussy he need medical
Strip him out his shit now he wonder where his medals go
Baby f*ck with me and how I speak like it's so legible
Blues up in my bag, like this nigga hit the federal
Tired of all these niggas so with me
She feel skeptical
Keep this shit lil baby on the low, real discretional
Yeah I feel like Future all my shooters they exceptional
Yeah my bitch she bad, but look at me
I'm impeccable
Red bottoms on me
Nigga and they match the reticle
She said she was straight
When she drunk she get bisexual
I'm married to me baby so it's hard to keep the schedule
Yeah I love my bitch, love my bitch
I had to let her know
But if she get to tripping
Get to tripping, I'm a let her go
Shawty from the burbs
Steady acting like a ghetto hoe
She gone throw it back and make it clap
Up in stilettos though
I'm sipping on this syrup
Yeah my cup blueberry eggo though
Sippin on this purple yeah my bih she sip prosecco
They gone copy me with no hesi it's an echo
Chameleon on my neck yeah my wrist is a gecko
She just tryna dip she tryna f*ck from the get go