Lil' bro text me and you know I let it do I open up her legs like I'm playing Now I'm flyin' out the country, boy, makin' moves And I keep my ice on I gotta keep it cool So you in the daytime then I see you school I see you on that FaceTime, I wait to be next to you I put you in my or I put you in my Coupe And she wanna slurp me, like some Campbell noodle
When I was on the news makin' stories, it was Fools When you hear my songs, nigga, please don't get Yeah, I get a lot of guap, ask me, yes I do I walk inside my lot, hard for me to choose I pull up, Gucci suit, me how I bust my moves Ball out my Fendi, top it three shots of Grey Goose And a lot of panties drop when I'm in room When I wanna get it, where's my 'Rari? Gotta We like when they pop shit because doomed I may my check this afternoon I came from the projects, no silver I remember the gray skies and now blue Now it's the butterfly doors from the Now I fly in my jet to see the I give all myself to you I will all myself to her
Lil' bro text me and you know I let it do I up her legs like I'm playing peek-a-boo Now I'm flyin' out the country, yeah boy, moves And I keep my ice on 'cause I gotta keep it So you in the daytime I see you after school I see you on that FaceTime, I wait to be next to you I put you in my or I put you in my Coupe And she wanna me, like some Campbell noodle soup
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