I got a shorty on my text she say she wanna see me
Said her little brother talking bout he wanna be me
I won't lie to that bitch, damn she kinda freaky
She would drive out from the hills if she wanna meet me
But I don't wanna see her now
I barely come around
I keep it to myself, I know she kinda greedy
Rubbing hard on my lap
Tryna find my genie
Keep an eye out for this bitch
I know she kinda sneaky
Like that
I roll like that, control like that
I See her name on the phone, but I won't call back
She got a baby daddy locked up in the hole like that
Never give out satisfaction to a hoe like that
If she want me, then she want me, got to treat her like a fan
I ain't out here catching feeling, I'm just tryna see that ass
I'm here for making bands
I don't care about your plans
See money coming in, so I'm just here for my advance like
I got a shorty on my text she say she wanna see me
Said her little brother talking bout he wanna be me
I won't lie to that bitch, damn she kinda freaky
She would drive out from the hills if she wanna meet me
But I don't wanna see her now
I barely come around
I keep it to myself, I know she kinda greedy
Rubbing hard on my lap
Tryna find my genie
Keep an eye out for this bitch
I know she kinda sneaky
It's that
Slow leading, not breathing
Said she down for the night, but she won't leave him
I was born on the mic, left the womb heated
Now we all eating
Need a whole meal
She don't run track, but she on the track field
She got one plaque, put it in a black beetle
Said her parents gone
Tryna get that ass here
She could lay me out and scan me like a cashier
When we pull up to the mall
Any city that we want
Spend it all just to show that we were gassed here
Got 2000 dollar clothes
When she ask me if I'm broke
Told her, "nah, baby girl, that was last year"
I got a shorty on my text she say she wanna see me
Said her little brother talking bout he wanna be me
I won't lie to that bitch, damn she kinda freaky
She would drive out from the hills if she wanna meet me
But I don't wanna see her now
I barely come around
I keep it to myself, I know she kinda greedy
Rubbing hard on my lap
Tryna find my genie
Keep an eye out for this bitch
I know she kinda sneaky
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I got a shorty on my text she say she wanna see me
Said her little brother talking bout he wanna be me
I won't lie to that bitch, damn she kinda freaky
She would drive out from the hills if she wanna meet me
But I don't wanna see her now
I barely come around
I keep it to myself, I know she kinda greedy
Rubbing hard on my lap
Tryna find my genie
Keep an eye out for this bitch
I know she kinda sneaky
Like that
I roll like that, control like that
I See her name on the phone, but I won't call back
She got a baby daddy locked up in the hole like that
Never give out satisfaction to a hoe like that
If she want me, then she want me, got to treat her like a fan
I ain't out here catching feeling, I'm just tryna see that ass
I'm here for making bands
I don't care about your plans
See money coming in, so I'm just here for my advance like
I got a shorty on my text she say she wanna see me
Said her little brother talking bout he wanna be me
I won't lie to that bitch, damn she kinda freaky
She would drive out from the hills if she wanna meet me
But I don't wanna see her now
I barely come around
I keep it to myself, I know she kinda greedy
Rubbing hard on my lap
Tryna find my genie
Keep an eye out for this bitch
I know she kinda sneaky
It's that
Slow leading, not breathing
Said she down for the night, but she won't leave him
I was born on the mic, left the womb heated
Now we all eating
Need a whole meal
She don't run track, but she on the track field
She got one plaque, put it in a black beetle
Said her parents gone
Tryna get that ass here
She could lay me out and scan me like a cashier
When we pull up to the mall
Any city that we want
Spend it all just to show that we were gassed here
Got 2000 dollar clothes
When she ask me if I'm broke
Told her, "nah, baby girl, that was last year"
I got a shorty on my text she say she wanna see me
Said her little brother talking bout he wanna be me
I won't lie to that bitch, damn she kinda freaky
She would drive out from the hills if she wanna meet me
But I don't wanna see her now
I barely come around
I keep it to myself, I know she kinda greedy
Rubbing hard on my lap
Tryna find my genie
Keep an eye out for this bitch
I know she kinda sneaky
Said her little brother talking bout he wanna be me
I won't lie to that bitch, damn she kinda freaky
She would drive out from the hills if she wanna meet me
But I don't wanna see her now
I barely come around
I keep it to myself, I know she kinda greedy
Rubbing hard on my lap
Tryna find my genie
Keep an eye out for this bitch
I know she kinda sneaky
Like that
I roll like that, control like that
I See her name on the phone, but I won't call back
She got a baby daddy locked up in the hole like that
Never give out satisfaction to a hoe like that
If she want me, then she want me, got to treat her like a fan
I ain't out here catching feeling, I'm just tryna see that ass
I'm here for making bands
I don't care about your plans
See money coming in, so I'm just here for my advance like
I got a shorty on my text she say she wanna see me
Said her little brother talking bout he wanna be me
I won't lie to that bitch, damn she kinda freaky
She would drive out from the hills if she wanna meet me
But I don't wanna see her now
I barely come around
I keep it to myself, I know she kinda greedy
Rubbing hard on my lap
Tryna find my genie
Keep an eye out for this bitch
I know she kinda sneaky
It's that
Slow leading, not breathing
Said she down for the night, but she won't leave him
I was born on the mic, left the womb heated
Now we all eating
Need a whole meal
She don't run track, but she on the track field
She got one plaque, put it in a black beetle
Said her parents gone
Tryna get that ass here
She could lay me out and scan me like a cashier
When we pull up to the mall
Any city that we want
Spend it all just to show that we were gassed here
Got 2000 dollar clothes
When she ask me if I'm broke
Told her, "nah, baby girl, that was last year"
I got a shorty on my text she say she wanna see me
Said her little brother talking bout he wanna be me
I won't lie to that bitch, damn she kinda freaky
She would drive out from the hills if she wanna meet me
But I don't wanna see her now
I barely come around
I keep it to myself, I know she kinda greedy
Rubbing hard on my lap
Tryna find my genie
Keep an eye out for this bitch
I know she kinda sneaky
Writer: Jr. Rhodes
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