Okay, okay, yeah, yeah ,okay , okay, yeah, yeah, uh, yeah, yeah, uh, yeah , yeah , yeah , yeah , uh
Said she want me to write her a love song
I don't make love songs
I put her and her friends in my section , then I brought the club home
Ain't cussin' and fussin' just f*ckin' and lovin
We gettin' our snug on
She had 20 missed calls
And she ignored them all
She can't pick up the damn phone
She got Chanel glasses and Telfar wallets
How them jeans even get on that body
Young nigga gon' cheat
Young nigga gon' scam
Just swiped out a crypto wallet
Won't follow the crowd, them niggas too loud
And ain't tryna be nobody
I'm really locked in and these niggas John Cena
Cause I don't even see nobody
I'm never too proud to beg
Girl don't make me beg
Girl get in this bed
My love like a potion, like heaven doors open
Every time that she spreadin' her legs
Whip cost me a arm and a leg
Just picked up a charm and a check
I like for my thots to be red
I like for my opps to be dead
Okay, okay
Yeah, okay, okay