(Yeah, yeah)
(Come here)
Okay, on god
Know that I got my stick on god
My pole I brought, stroking that shit while I fuck this thot
And I don't love this thot, can't fuck it up with the hoes I got
I'll blow my rod, and I'm in the back of this Maybach high
I don't think no one can top me
On a flight going straight Abu Dhabi
I ain't sippin' on drank, I'm on oxy
I ain't kissing a hoe, told her top me
Bet the bitch be missing me probably
I'm in love with my cup like im Gotit
Talking bout the pussy when I been got it
I been had all the drip with no stylist
I been had all the bitches I wanted
I see it, I want it, I cop it
They seeing me do it, they copy
Ask me could I do it? Like probably
Bitch, I do this shit for a hobby
And she suck on my dick for a hobby
When I see that money, I grab it
Drop all the drugs, gotta drop my habits
I'm flexing my roll, elastic
Bitch, I'm the star player, ain't no flaggin'
Bitch, I'm the star, let me get in the action
Say that shit up in my face, I'ma smack him
She put that ass in my face and I smacked it
Put that ass up on my waist, I'ma blast it
They run up, then I get to blastin'
Want a feat, then I get to taxin'
(On god, on god)
(Put you in the back of that Maybach, let's go)
(Put you in the back of that Maybach)
Yeah, huh
I fuck you good in the back of this Maybach
Don't wanna cool with no thot that I been had
I'm starting to feel like the shit, but I've been that
Okay, on god
Know that I got my stick on god
My pole I brought, stroking that shit while I fuck this thot
And I don't love this thot, can't fuck it up with the hoes I got
I'll blow my rod, and I'm in the back of this Maybach high
