Baddies in attendance, they ain’t showin’ up late
I thought I was in the club, I ain’t watchin’ my pace
We was vibin’, but tomorrow, I’ma give you some space
Which one did you like? Which one did you hate?
I was top-down when she seen me, ‘Rari blue like genie
But she heard I’m from the 6ix and I got racks on when I TD
Show up to the telly, she was wetter than my VVs
f#cked her in her Rick’s, she used to sleeping on the ceiling
She ain’t seen that sh#t before (Seen that sh#t before), marble on the floor (Marble on the floor)
Mobbin’ on the low, mobbin’ on the low
And I ain’t seen that sh#t before, dancin’ like a bro
Droppin’ to her toes, droppin’ to her toes, yeah
I can see it in your eyes that you ain’t worried ’bout it
I can see it in your eyes that you ain’t worried ’bout it
Yeah, watch you get undressed, five-star model
b#tches in the pents, VV in my top row
Say it with your chest, chest, do some bravado
Watch how I finesse, ‘nesse, I just hit the lotto
b#tches on my dick, that’s a bird in the wind
Totin’ that revolver and make that sh#t spin
She gon’ take this dick like a virgin again
Promise I won’t bash out, I’m splurgin’ again
I just popped a 30, that sh#t give me a boost
Know the Glock is dirty, might pop out with the troops
Got a flock of birdies, I bring ’em in the coupe
New McFlurry, the ice cream paint is double scoop
Mama, she trippin’ on me, it’s time to move out
Know that it’s lit when your neighbors tell you you’re too loud
All this drip on me, everyday rockin’ new style
When them racks to the ceiling, yeah, we gon’ start a new count
Watch you get undressed, five-star model
b#tches in the pents, VV in my top row
Say it with your chest, chest, do some bravado
Watch how I finesse, ‘nesse, I just hit the lotto
b#tches on my dick, that’s a bird in the wind
Totin’ that revolver and make that sh#t spin
She gon’ take this dick like a virgin again
Promise I won’t bash out, I’m splurgin’ again
Virgin again
Keep some real ones with me, you know that that’s a no-go
Keep that .40 on me in case they wan’ play
These tables turning, now the pills on the ground
I’m in containers if I’m making it home
Holdin’ me down, I can get used to the sound, yeah
I make it count when I pull up to your town, yeah
Had more problems ever since I dropped out of school
Guess they held grudges from way back in the day
It’s nothin’ new
Droppin’ a four in that sh#t, yeah
It gon’ be some blitz, yeah
That’s a whole lot of risk, yeah
Livin’ my life like this, yeah
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