[Intro]
We not runnin' from these bitches, we run to 'em, tell 'em— (Woo)
We not runnin' from these bitches, we run to 'em, tell 'em, "Bag us"
(I love listening to music)
Woo
[Chorus]
We not runnin' from these bitches, we run to 'em, tell 'em, "Bag us" (Let's go)
She said she lovin' my views, my vibes and my swag, yeah
She said one thing 'bout my dick is it make her act up (Eugh)
She said one thing she love 'bout me, I'm not no wankster
She said she like my rappin', love me more when I sing, yeah
Come through slidin' in the older Chevy, loud like a train, yeah
I just went and got my mirrors out of Nordstrom at Topanga
Keed told me to come beat it up and fold her up and paint her
But when I'm seein' you, baby, I'll paint the picture perfect (Keed, talk to 'em)
[Verse 1]
She hit my phone talkin' 'bout she tryna buy us some dank
But she really tryna try me out, she tryna see if I'm great
She said her boyfriend trippin', she think about them lies he told
She said she tryna get out, get drunk, she said, "Call the car"
And she said after that, she want me to come and skuck her (Come on)
She just want a young nigga come handle some business (Come on, come on)
Shit, I pulled up in that big 'Cat just to play with that kitty (Skrrt, skrrt)
No, you can't play with my intelligence, no cap, no kizzy (Woah)
Hold on, ooh, hold on, boo
I went the spring True with Bottega boots
It was just a dream, followin' all my life like a movie
[Chorus]
We not runnin' from these bitches, we run to 'em, tell 'em, "Bag us" (Let's go)
She said she lovin' my views, my vibes and my swag, yeah
She said one thing 'bout my dick is it make her act up (Eugh)
She said one thing she love 'bout me, I'm not no wankster
She said she like my rappin', love me more when I sing, yeah
Come through slidin' in the older Chevy, loud like a train, yeah
I just went and got my mirrors out of Nordstrom at Topanga
Keed told me to come beat it up and fold her up and paint her (Slept her)
But when I'm seein' you, baby, I'll paint the picture perfect
[Verse 2]
I got Ricky on me (Ricky), I got dark shades on
I got blicky on me (Blatt, blatt)
I'm just lookin' at the stars and the solar system, homie (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm tatted up, spatted up, so all my shit written on me (Yeah)
She don't play no games, she unbuckle my Amiri's then she sittin' on it (Yeah)
And with these Dolce Gabanna's on, I can't see nothin' (No)
I can only feel what she doin', when she suck me (Suck me)
She havin' vacuum cleaner suction'
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
I just tell 'em to turn me up
I just told 'em, "Fuck a show" (Yeah), go ahead and turn it up (Woo)
I told her, "Time is running out, go ahead and beat the buzzer beater" (Shot clock)
Go ahead and beat the buzzer beater
[Chorus]
We not runnin' from these bitches, we run to 'em, tell 'em, "Bag us" (Let's go)
She said she lovin' my views, my vibes and my swag, yeah (Woah)
She said one thing 'bout my dick is it make her act up (Yeah, yeah)
She said one thing she love 'bout me, I'm not no wankster (Let's go)
She said she like my rappin', love me more when I sing, yeah
Come through slidin' in the older Chevy, loud like a train, yeah (Woo)
I just went and got my mirrors out of Nordstrom at Topanga (Woo)
Keed told me to come beat it up and fold her up and paint her (Yeah)
[Outro]
But when I see you, baby
But when I see you, when I see you
When I see you, when I see you
When I see you, when I see you
