[ Featuring CLNY ]
Baby put your ankles on my shoulders let me see it
She said bae you nasty all you wanna do is beat it
And she right
I can't front
Baby put your ankles on my shoulders let me see it
She said bae you nasty all you wanna do is beat it
And she's right
I can't front
Ya man call himself a good nigga
Homeboy salty you be in my face
Low key know he bout to lose his place
Said he want the static
I'm like what's good nigga
She got the good gripper
And he tight about it
Wanna fight about it
She with a woman now
Don't be slighted bout it
Who me?
Oh, I'ma be righteous bout it
Headboard keep the rhythm UHH
Bangle bracelets keep the rhythm UHH
Rock the boat dog the kibble WOOF
Lose control get excited bout it
So good I had to write about it
A hating nigga gon tell you I'm lame
It's gon kill him to hear what she like about me
Y'all know we run the town
Wanna know about me ask around
When she with you she gone keep it quiet
She sneaking over here getting real loud
I always keep it G, it's never in question
I'm driving her crazy, we making it messy
You asking her for it, she over here begging
She giving me becky, with no hesitation
I'm a real player
A soul snatcher
If I put her on the wall
Then she getting plastered
You a good nigga
I'm a real disaster
She in front of you frontin'
She in front of me backwards
The hood is on you not in you
You taking her out but, I put her on the menu
Yeah I put her on the menu
Baby put your ankles on my shoulders let me see it
She said bae you nasty all you wanna do is beat it
And she right
I can't front
Baby put your ankles on my shoulders let me see it
She said bae you nasty all you wanna do is beat it
And she right, she right
I can't front, I can't front, can't front
No
