Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh Bitch got a lot to say to me Hoping I say none to me Niggas hate to support, and that's lame to me And that bitch wanna fuck, say that's cool with me Yeah, she cool with me 'Cause she not just tryna hang around for free Baby, I got them bands, come here and get big How the fuck I'm gon' stuff twenty in these Rick Owens jeans? Baby know I'ma throw her I don't give a fuck, I still want some type of love Lay a nigga flat down, uh, like a fucking rug VVS, uh-uh, wet like a water bug, woah Baby, I know I did damage My love is strong, I know you cannot manage That's why you just disappeared and you just vanished Bitch, that was not in the planning