Gina, tell me how you been, I had amnesia
Thinking bout the time I wasn't thinking
Maybe it's the things we was drinking
And Rita, if you had a problem can you speak up
Worry bout the girls in my DMs
You was hoping I won't have to see them
Shawty go down, she go down
She's in love with me cause she just love the style
You know we young and you know we type wild
Cause she got niggas in, I got bitches in
I got bitches by the foot and by the mile
One foreign bitch wanna f*ck me right now, right now
Pull up to her house, she couldn't wait till she get pipe down
I could take a flight and I get lost
Drowning in these thoughts, drowning in these thoughts yeah
I could show you something that was lost
Drowning in these thoughts, drowning in these thoughts yeah
Put you in some diamonds that is floss
Drowning in these thoughts, drowning in these thoughts yeah
Brand new car and exhaust
Drowning in these thoughts, drowning in these thoughts
But Gina, tell me how you been, I had amnesia
Thinking bout the time I wasn't thinking
Maybe it's the things we was drinking
And Rita, if you had a problem can you speak up
Worry bout the girls in my DMs
You was hoping I won't have to see them
Rita, Gina, Rita, Gina
All the bad bitches wanna meet up
All the bad bitches wanna meet us
Gina, Rita, Gina, Rita
All the bad bitches wanna meet up
All the bad bitches wanna meet us