Poolside Convo (Self Control Intro)

[Verse] Grandmommy told me, "Don't run from no police," fuck 'em Grandmommy told me, "Watch out for yo' partners," I love 'em Saying, "They too much older, won't you stay in your range?" I'm just tryin' to sponge, been tryin' to know some things See the mailman keep comin', and the bills keep on comin' in And all you wanna do is fight me on this shit You say, "Don't go bendin' yo' wrist, don't go bein' no sissy," OK "Don't go lockin' no doors, you ain't payin' no rent in this bitch," OK Checks I used to bring, they wouldn't gon' make no difference in this bitch Now the checks I bring, I mean, who else paying the rent in this bitch? Landlord see me outside, wanna take a picture I said, "I gotta autograph on the check, you can take it witcha" He said, "The house on sale, you wanna buy it?" I said, "Not this one" Gotta make moves, not a ton of moves, tryna keep it simple This summer, said you didn't wanna go wit' me That's a bumma, bumma, bumma, yeah Boppin' at Bacchus, that was the first parade Bounce remixes of Aaliyah had the spinal cords crackin', crack-crack Cups of 'methazine had 'em lean like Michael Jackson, yeah And you was fuckin' with your nose tryin' to be a Jackson, oh yeah [Segue] Poolside convo about your summer last night (Ooh, yeah) About your summer last night Ain't give you no play, mm Could I make you shive last night? Could I make you shy on the last night? (Last night) Could we make it in? Do we have time?