Y’all
It’s you girl ciata
You know the vibe
Shoutout to dj t-monie
Doperecordsonly, naaaa
Doperecords baby
You know the f#cking vibe
You know the f#cking vibe
Let’s go
Nah, I ain’t no king but I’m ruling over b#tches and I’m in time
You came in time paws off my presents
No time they stripping choose bros over b#tches it’s jazz, ain’t no telling no feelings on my toes boy I’m tripping
You shoot your shoots they blocked
And she kinda saucy pop! Like a bottle uncorked
Keep your fingers crossed, Yea she bad you sing her name for church
Even now you’re feeling like you’re kinda cursеd
And now he wanna tap that #ss, I let him beat that drum
Shakе that #ss yea you know that he wants his turn
Lemme call that superbass, Get on your knee pads
You know the dril, run three laps
Nah!!!
You ain’t no Megan buh damn girl you a stallion
Assume the position, I’m wilding out feeling so fly
Shout it out yea you know I’m super fly
And he said tapped out baby boy said he liked me
Made out buh I prolly think he didn’t
He was looking for a side chick and I wasn’t feeeling it
Thought it was a bad time so
Prolong star messing with a D so I
Turned down the open invitation took a bite off the cake
Like I was hanging out Grover
Hype man nazz kinda laughed his #ss off
Cashed out like loom and took a vacation off Nah
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