I like that i know, I do say shit sometimes
And you'll look at me
Like, "Yo, ahile" Ahile
I'ma tell it's no lie ahile hold up yeah
She bad, ahlie? Ahlie
You should bring a couple friends
To the bed tonight, ahlie
She only stuck up when she talkin' to Fargo
Got a nina, but I don't ever gas her though
I just tell her, she got it, she got it
She got it and I need that, nigga, need that
All up in her ear like the feedback
Gucci, Louis, Prada, you could keep that
It's first class, put your seat back
Look, I need that
The baddest out my city and I mean that
I'ma buy lil mama the new Celiné bag
I'ma spend 'em commas up on her mean ass
Drama, any nigga f*ckin' with lil mama
Tone up, how to fit it
Gon' and still gone love her
10 on the Rollie
Zip lock, no tick tock on the Rollie
Nigga still walkin' with the 40
Still in and out the door like the Fruit Loop
Big money everywhere
Young rich nigga in a new coupe
I see the money everyday
I'm talkin' 'bout how I came
Up just a lil nigga
With this dough everywhere
And I finally got it
They see me and they nodded
She got it, she got it, she got it
She bad, ahlie, ahlie and I need that
If a man get's that, he'll be glad, ahlie
Ahlie and I need that
Girl, put that body in focus, yeah
Lay down nah, I'm not talkin' too
Fast, you just listenin' too slow
Feel me fargo
And you noticed, girl stay focused
F*ck all that slow shit, I keep it honest
Back in Miami
She see me in Phantom's and now she lay down
And she came dancin' up on me and kept me up
Actin' like she was the
Motherf*ckin' lay down
And you know how they do
You're outta line, you're outta line
You're outta line
And my nigga Pain once said, he say
"You're outta line"
That's why I know you're outta line, lay down
Still in and out the door like the Fruit Loop
Big money everywhere
Young rich nigga in a new coupe
I see the money everyday
Talkin' 'bout how I came up just a lil nigga
With this dough everywhere
And I finally got it, they
See me and they nodded, fargo
She got it, she got it, she got it
She bad ahlie, ahlie
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I like that i know, I do say shit sometimes
And you'll look at me
Like, "Yo, ahile" Ahile
I'ma tell it's no lie ahile hold up yeah
She bad, ahlie? Ahlie
You should bring a couple friends
To the bed tonight, ahlie
She only stuck up when she talkin' to Fargo
Got a nina, but I don't ever gas her though
I just tell her, she got it, she got it
She got it and I need that, nigga, need that
All up in her ear like the feedback
Gucci, Louis, Prada, you could keep that
It's first class, put your seat back
Look, I need that
The baddest out my city and I mean that
I'ma buy lil mama the new Celiné bag
I'ma spend 'em commas up on her mean ass
Drama, any nigga f*ckin' with lil mama
Tone up, how to fit it
Gon' and still gone love her
10 on the Rollie
Zip lock, no tick tock on the Rollie
Nigga still walkin' with the 40
Still in and out the door like the Fruit Loop
Big money everywhere
Young rich nigga in a new coupe
I see the money everyday
I'm talkin' 'bout how I came
Up just a lil nigga
With this dough everywhere
And I finally got it
They see me and they nodded
She got it, she got it, she got it
She bad, ahlie, ahlie and I need that
If a man get's that, he'll be glad, ahlie
Ahlie and I need that
Girl, put that body in focus, yeah
Lay down nah, I'm not talkin' too
Fast, you just listenin' too slow
Feel me fargo
And you noticed, girl stay focused
F*ck all that slow shit, I keep it honest
Back in Miami
She see me in Phantom's and now she lay down
And she came dancin' up on me and kept me up
Actin' like she was the
Motherf*ckin' lay down
And you know how they do
You're outta line, you're outta line
You're outta line
And my nigga Pain once said, he say
"You're outta line"
That's why I know you're outta line, lay down
Still in and out the door like the Fruit Loop
Big money everywhere
Young rich nigga in a new coupe
I see the money everyday
Talkin' 'bout how I came up just a lil nigga
With this dough everywhere
And I finally got it, they
See me and they nodded, fargo
She got it, she got it, she got it
She bad ahlie, ahlie
And you'll look at me
Like, "Yo, ahile" Ahile
I'ma tell it's no lie ahile hold up yeah
She bad, ahlie? Ahlie
You should bring a couple friends
To the bed tonight, ahlie
She only stuck up when she talkin' to Fargo
Got a nina, but I don't ever gas her though
I just tell her, she got it, she got it
She got it and I need that, nigga, need that
All up in her ear like the feedback
Gucci, Louis, Prada, you could keep that
It's first class, put your seat back
Look, I need that
The baddest out my city and I mean that
I'ma buy lil mama the new Celiné bag
I'ma spend 'em commas up on her mean ass
Drama, any nigga f*ckin' with lil mama
Tone up, how to fit it
Gon' and still gone love her
10 on the Rollie
Zip lock, no tick tock on the Rollie
Nigga still walkin' with the 40
Still in and out the door like the Fruit Loop
Big money everywhere
Young rich nigga in a new coupe
I see the money everyday
I'm talkin' 'bout how I came
Up just a lil nigga
With this dough everywhere
And I finally got it
They see me and they nodded
She got it, she got it, she got it
She bad, ahlie, ahlie and I need that
If a man get's that, he'll be glad, ahlie
Ahlie and I need that
Girl, put that body in focus, yeah
Lay down nah, I'm not talkin' too
Fast, you just listenin' too slow
Feel me fargo
And you noticed, girl stay focused
F*ck all that slow shit, I keep it honest
Back in Miami
She see me in Phantom's and now she lay down
And she came dancin' up on me and kept me up
Actin' like she was the
Motherf*ckin' lay down
And you know how they do
You're outta line, you're outta line
You're outta line
And my nigga Pain once said, he say
"You're outta line"
That's why I know you're outta line, lay down
Still in and out the door like the Fruit Loop
Big money everywhere
Young rich nigga in a new coupe
I see the money everyday
Talkin' 'bout how I came up just a lil nigga
With this dough everywhere
And I finally got it, they
See me and they nodded, fargo
She got it, she got it, she got it
She bad ahlie, ahlie
Writer: DANIEL GONZALEZ, DAYSTAR PETERSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.