[ Featuring K. G. HELM ]
He just wanna f*ck eat this pussy like it's ice cream
Hit me up everyday and tell me I'm his pipe dream
Told me that he like my shit tight when it's nice clean
Love it when you lick up on my neck when u bite me
I can take a dick nine inches enter slightly
Got these little niggas on the block tryna wife me
If he got bread and a crib then it's likely
Word to my flag yo these bitches don't like me
I be taking trips flying out international
Love a dread nigga dated two and it's factual
Pull up and I lurk skrrrt skrrrt
And we passing u
Checkout on yo nigga black card yea I'm cashing boo
I see them dollar signs just making a bet
Which typahead bitch ima f*ck up next
I'm the queen of this shit better pay ya respect
Getting money out the ass
Just might write you a check
I'm just repping for the team I'm just repping for me
Know some niggas that'll slice ya f*cking neck when you sleep
Don't be tryna be a diva boo we know you ain't Bey
I write every single lyric ride the dick like the beat
We gon' catch your nigga outside
We got hit him up
Frontin but he know he wanna ride
We gon' get it up
I can make the beat flip side
We gon hit it up
Smoke a doobie till we f*cking high
We gon lit it up
We gon' catch your nigga outside
We got hit him up
Frontin but he know he wanna ride
We gon' get it up
I can make the beat flip side
We gon hit it up
Smoke a doobie till we f*cking high
We gon' lit it up
We gon' hit em up
We gon' get it up
We gon' hit it up
We gon' lit it up
Hitting em up
Yo man he be dickin it up
Rob yo nigga for his funds yea we sticking him up
Hated for what
Know I'm pretty won't be a smut
Poppin bottles of tequila
Yeah we pouring them cups
Girls in the clutch
Rock a studded chocker a must
I be everywhere you don't be
Left your ass in the dust
Got your dick hard in your pants
Got you ready to bust
I don't hang with many people cos I don't even trust
Got you in lust
Staring cos you know I'm a freak
Got him watching all my vids and my flicks on repeat
No you cannot get inside me unless you do got the meat
I need you to hit the sack
Sit it down take a seat
We gon' catch your nigga outside
We got hit him up
Frontin but he know he wanna ride
We gon' get it up
I can make the beat flip side
We gon hit it up
Smoke a doobie till we f*cking high
We gon lit it up
We gon' catch your nigga outside
We got hit him up
Frontin but he know he wanna ride
We gon' get it up
I can make the beat flip side
We gon hit it up
Smoke a doobie till we f*cking high
We gon' lit it up
We gon' hit em up
We gon' get it up
We gon' hit it up
We gon' lit it up
