Whole time I got somebody for ya' I'm finna hit shorty right now! She badder than Bebe's kids, ya hear me? And she be sliding and gliding
I sent a flight out your way Lemme know if you got it Take you out to the islands Maybe somewhere exotic Shawty backing it up, she dancing like she at Follies She be sliding, and gliding She got drip on her body
We ain't got time for the lames We tryna live in the moment Flower girl you the coldest Chop the top off the Lotus Bank account on no limit Cause we so bout it, bout it She be sliding, and gliding She got drip on her body
Girl them niggas can't love you like I love you You gone fuck around and me in some trouble Give you the business, baby let's go public Girl them niggas don't love you like I love you I said, he ain't gonna love you like I love you We got bottles coming over by the dozen I'm a business, baby let's go public I'm a fuck around and get you in some trouble
She got a nigga at home talking 'bout she a savage She just dropped me an address Talking bout I can have it Off white on the hills, with the stripes on the bottom She be sliding, and gliding She got drip on her body She get wet like Hawaii Got that flow outta water Back and forth cross the boarder Louis V like a horder She got baggage I told her "Girl we all got some milage" But we just don't care, we just keep it player Put a lil something in the, air Smoking that kush on the radar Looking like Princess Leia Lick my, light saber I've been way up since Straight Up Ten buck two on the fader Outcast in high school we was bumping heya Now I'm on a whole new wave I feel like Kelly Slater Up in the condo, fucking on the elevator Or we can keep it lowkey take it off the radar Just put the filler up in the grill, I see you in Jamaica
I sent a flight out your way Lemme know if you got it Take you out to the tropics Maybe somewhere exotic Shawty backing it up, she dancing like she at Follies She be sliding, and gliding She got drip on her body
Girl them niggas can't love you like I love you You gone fuck around and me in some trouble Give you the business, baby let's go public Girl them niggas don't love you like I love you I said, he ain't gonna love you like I love you We got bottles coming over by the dozen I'm a business, baby let's go public I'm a fuck around and get you in some trouble
If you, feel, is it love? (Is it love?) Is it lust? (Is it lust?) Do you? (Do you?) Touch yourself sometimes Would resist, but never was When was it ever love
She be sliding, and gliding She got drip on her body Slide, sliding, and gliding She got drip on her body Shawty backing it up, shawty backing it up She be sliding, and gliding She got drip on her body Next message: "Vic Mensa's a bitch" Next message: "Vic Mensa's a pussy! " Next message: "Not cool, this not cool" Next message: "Bro, you know you're a hoe right? I'm not gonna stop calling you that I called you like what, 59 times now? " Next message: "Uh, yuh, like, get back to me bruh. I just really want to know, like, do I got sauce, bruh? 'Cause I'm tryna get signed and shit, ya' know? " Next message: "You is a whole pussy ass bitch out here Your head shaped like a caterpillar dick. I hope you die, right now. and you hear this message and I hope you have a heart attack and die
Compositores: Tyrone William Jr Griffin, Andrew P de Caro (Dru de Caro), Mario Lionel Loving (Rio), Nesbitt Mayabi Jr Wesonga (Nez), Victor Kwesi Mensah (Vic Mensa), Stephen Michael Feigenbaum (Stephen Feigenbaum), Malcolm Xavier London, Stefan Ponce, Terry Parker ECAD: Obra #38751120