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