Kitti Bhae - Heart Go ... Lyrics

Sitting in Court side on my jelly
In Mason Marcelli
Baby girl making that fetti
Pretty girl but she real petty
Come be my teddy
Make me go lalaa
U my big pa
Always Smokin big za
Got me missin big pa
Pussy like grahhhh
Didn't think it'll hit like that

Talk bout my shit cuz I'm ready
I'm big bout my fetti
Sea side where I resedi
Chillin just gotta but be ready
My babe bout his fetti
I want I got it
Might make him a daddy

Like
He wanna rump
He want snack on it for breakfast and lunch
Know I get wetter and he wanna plunge
But I need a ring if he want a son
Look at my chain and my watch
I look like money you tell me apart
Today
I was at Niemans and Marc's
These girls ain't stepping they barely in clarks
If she want drama then I got a script
Bitch!
How did you get the list?
He want to work on it like he got a shift
You make my heart beat but I gotta dip

That's my baby that's me that's mine yup That's my baby that's mine
(Beat her ass)
And if you can't fight just know that's mine yup that's my baby that's mine