Check it, started at the bottom like I'm looking at her Asking me for money, I'm a it like I'm Hootie Buffalo, where you find me, throwing Bills I'm Flutie She a product of the nineties, I'm a show her I'm Truman, ooh 'Fore the night is over, she will me, muah Got your girlfriend so obsessed with me, that strong Making all of these bangers for who look like Topanga Who up in Staten Island, banging 36 Chambers Ya to history in the making now Trying to retire at with a vacation house money funny like Jefferson on a twenty Ivy League like I'm hangin' out with Beyoncé and now Swaggin', I can see you She on her knees and she trying to confess me the stress, ya girl already say I'm the best She came to my show to get my name on her chest
She call Tell the operator she ain't lookin' for a We can have fun We could be together from now whenever call me up And I'll put out the fire be burning inside We can in my ride and make the sirens go off She the sirens go ff
Okay, working 'cause I love it, do it for my are like my ammo, bang, bang, reload Watch me as I freak flows, ball hard on these beats Used to the bus, now I whip it like I'm Devo Nowadays we sittin' court side at Knicks game Close to go and hand Carmelo my mixtape Models in my phone book, bout to make a Tell'em spread the love like we living in the My friends say that my life is like a dog I'm actress after actress like they groupies dog She I'm James Bond, you just an afterthought These rappers beggin' for any in my catalog nine-to-five, but the opposite Killing it so much, bout to build me a monument her "we can do it in the dorm room of your colleges And she can rock my mothafucking world or an scholarship
She 9-1-1 Tell the operator she ain't for a player We can have fun We could be from now until whenever Just me up And put out the fire that be burning inside We can in my ride and make the sirens go oh She the sirens go ff
Uh, okay, I know frowned upon, but I'm in maintenance in a text, I got your bitch in it, don't mention it Those who want the D and I the sentiment Can't afford to own it, I'm just leasing it and it I am not cuffing shit, I am not no odd boy I'm more like a hot boy, Gucci socks boy Fin in the kitchen whippin' up the box toy I get it for the low, I bet you get it for a lot boy Last night at the Trump taking drunk showers At the airport, they went through my bag and a bunch of weed that was not ours If it's not reeking than it's not in her face, you don't need a vase for these bouquet, then buy flowers
She call Tell the operator she ain't for a player We can some fun We could be together now until whenever call me up And I'll put out the fire that be inside We can roll in my ride and the sirens go ff She make the go off
Hey, Hoodie! What's going on man? Ferman over from Gigantic Records. Man we just listened to your I got a of writers up here, Every one in the is flippin' out. Man, I just to call ya and let you know we really, really loved it But we just wanna, you know, take it next level man First thing I would wanna do you is kinda Get you a bit more matured. Throw in on a bow tie now and then, you know Carry a cane around, and wear a wig. But other that, we really love it Please me when you get a chance once again, Todd Ferman Records. We love your album but we really want to everything