She said she love my rhymes and my thirst traps
I'm tryna fuck, I type that shit in all caps
My city Call of Duty map
Shawty said she like me and my thirst traps
Hit me, babygirl, send one back
Then send ten back, her nigga don't like that
My bitch be in the gym, her ass is too fat
Don't make no sacrifices, it ain't all 'bout racks
Tell the government they better no try to kill us
Most us need the truth so it could heal us
Fuck the government, don't want nobody to know none
Got that bitch tied in my bed just like she stole somethin'
Bitch, this not yoga, I'm finna fold somethin'
I just had a threesome, I swear it was so wholesome
Pull wit' a tec and a drake, I'm finna fold somethin'
Knock a nigga down like Rihanna, I'm finna ho somethin'
Feel like I fucked up, I didn't wear a Trojan
Why the fuck would I wanna have a BM with no motion?
Bald head make a soft ass, that's my slogan
Goin' so fast in this whip, tryna go slow again
I know you don't like me, baby, but at least your waist cute
Niggas stole my swag, so you know that my pay due
Love in my heart, told you I could not hate you
I ain't one of your little friends
I ain't finna let you know shit until I'm comfortable
She know that I like melodies, she said that, "I'll hum for you"
Bad ass bitch and she said, "I go dumb for you"
I'm fuckin' on your bitch, and I'm puttin' shit down
All types of tequila in my cup right now
Tryna make you happy, I ain't tryna make you frown
Want you to be up, I ain't tryna let you down
Feel like Fetty in this bitch (Yeah, baby)
That's my trap queen, let her hit the bando
How you gon' hit yo bando knowin' that it's closed?
How you gon' love that bitch and you knowin' she a ho?
How you gon' fuck that bitch knowin' she be wit' your bro?
She triflin' (Triflin')
I gotta be hot, nigga, if I wife this
Babygirl like bonin', so every day I just strike it
Nigga wanna hate, then it's fuck you and take a hike, man
Better off hikin' than me takin' your life, man
Shawty left wit' me, somethin' 'bout you just wasn't right, man
I got colored money in my pockets, might get Nikes, man
I got colored money in my pockets, might get Nikes, man
Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go, go, go
I love you
I fuck wit' my fans for real, man, I love y'all
