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He talk a lot
So I told his ass pull up
He put it on me
Then I'ma back it up
If I'm riding with my girl
I f*ck it up
And I'm getting to the bag
'Cause that's what's up

I'ma get the bag 'cause that's just what I do
She said she ain't mad then why her face so screwed
I put shit together like I just a screw no bitch
I am the plug and who the f*ck is you?
Who? Who the f*ck is you?
Who? Who the f*ck is you?
No a bitch don't drive but I might pull up in a coup
I don't pull up with no shooters
They already on the roof
And the opps cant tell me nothing
'Cause they ass ain't got no proof (is you stupid?)

He talk a lot
So I told his ass pull up
He put it on me
Then I'ma back it up
If I'm riding with my girl
I f*ck it up
And I'm getting to the bag
'Cause that's what's up

That's what's up
Tell me boy what's up?
I see you looking at me like you wanna toot it up toot it up
Just know none of this is knew to me
I been about my money way before you even knew of me
F*ck of
I'm about my cash
Hit lick and do the dash
Get it done El Chapo fast
Put a nigga in the past
Just like that
Just like that
Put a nigga in the past
If he tucking with my cash
Just like that
Just like that
Yes I like it just like that
Keep on doing it like that
Eat my pussy from the back
I'ma make you come so fast
That's why I make sure you cum last
I'm your fantasy tonight
But I promise it won't last

He talk a lot
So I told his ass pull up
He put it on me
Then I'ma back it up
If I'm riding with my girl
I f*ck it up
And I'm getting to the bag
'Cause that's what's up
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He talk a lot
So I told his ass pull up
He put it on me
Then I'ma back it up
If I'm riding with my girl
I f*ck it up
And I'm getting to the bag
'Cause that's what's up

I'ma get the bag 'cause that's just what I do
She said she ain't mad then why her face so screwed
I put shit together like I just a screw no bitch
I am the plug and who the f*ck is you?
Who? Who the f*ck is you?
Who? Who the f*ck is you?
No a bitch don't drive but I might pull up in a coup
I don't pull up with no shooters
They already on the roof
And the opps cant tell me nothing
'Cause they ass ain't got no proof (is you stupid?)

He talk a lot
So I told his ass pull up
He put it on me
Then I'ma back it up
If I'm riding with my girl
I f*ck it up
And I'm getting to the bag
'Cause that's what's up

That's what's up
Tell me boy what's up?
I see you looking at me like you wanna toot it up toot it up
Just know none of this is knew to me
I been about my money way before you even knew of me
F*ck of
I'm about my cash
Hit lick and do the dash
Get it done El Chapo fast
Put a nigga in the past
Just like that
Just like that
Put a nigga in the past
If he tucking with my cash
Just like that
Just like that
Yes I like it just like that
Keep on doing it like that
Eat my pussy from the back
I'ma make you come so fast
That's why I make sure you cum last
I'm your fantasy tonight
But I promise it won't last

He talk a lot
So I told his ass pull up
He put it on me
Then I'ma back it up
If I'm riding with my girl
I f*ck it up
And I'm getting to the bag
'Cause that's what's up
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Writer: Tyleen Parizeault Worrell, Vincent Banville
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