[ Featuring Mozzy, Murda Beatz ]
'Town, oh
She hear it now, she like that pound, oh
That nigga gettin' greedy, think we gon' have to leave him
She hear it now, she like that sound, oh
Don't listen, he a lie, girl, I know you a fly girl
Guess I meant to touch it, I thought you was my girl
Like stuntin' for that shit, I'm slidin', girl, there's shit you hidin'
Wanna touch it, get up on it, let you get a ridin'
I'm into pistols, issue
Niggas get him wacked, bro got a missile, whistle
Jumpin' out the bed, like, "Where my rope at?"
She gon' let me choke that, say it ain't 'bout nothin'
Boy like, "Where my coat at?"
A half a ticket for a ride downtown, oh
We smokin' now, she like that pound, oh
That nigga gettin' greedy, think we gon' have to leave him
She hear it now, she like that sound, oh
Don't listen, he a lie, he dead, he in the sky
They f*ckin' with a nigga from my hood
And the nigga ain't no good, don't know why
So irrelevant
We in Neiman Marcus, let her swipe Visa
Too important to be nothin' to my side pieces
I don't do no tweakin' if she leave me
She know that I don't need her
But ain't gon' say she ain't no keeper, when she truly is
Appreciate the souvenir, this that busty bust
She blew her PPP on me and that shit f*cked me up
Ayy, I reciprocate the love, but I can't tie you down
Your partner told you I'm a clown, don't let her pump you up
The only thing that's French kissable is double cups
Bet you'd never find a photo of us snuggled up
Ain't nothin' badder than a bitch that's worth a hundred plus
Like nothin' doper than the joint that got us duckin' sun
A half a ticket for a ride downtown, oh
We smokin' now, she like that pound, oh
That nigga gettin' greedy, think we gon' have to leave him
She hear it now, she like that sound, oh
Don't listen, he a lie, he dead, he in the sky
They f*ckin' with a nigga from my hood
And the nigga ain't no good, don't know why
So irrelevant
Woah, ayy-yeah, ayy-yeah
Woah, ayy-yeah
A half a ticket for a ride downtown, oh
We smokin' now, she like that pound, oh
That nigga gettin' greedy, think we gon' have to leave him
She hear it now, she like that sound, oh
Don't listen, he a lie, he dead, he in the sky
They f*ckin' with a nigga from my hood
Nigga ain't no good, why
Irrelevant
Ooh-oh, so irrelevant
Ooh-oh, so irrelevant
