[Intro: Pop Smoke]
Uh
Yeah, yeah
You ain't never met another nigga like me
You say you lookin' for a man, you got the right one
She said, "Boy, you handsome, boy, you sexy, boy, you fire"
Look
[Verse 1: Pop Smoke]
I'm like, "What's crackin'?" She like, "Pop, I got a man"
I'm like, "Damn, how you know me?" Say she got me on the 'Gram
I say, "Look, I understand, but baby, I'm the fan, 'cause you the baddest bitch I ever seen walk on the land"
She say, "What's that on your face?" And I say, "It's a cold world"
Way you bitin' your lips though got me like, "Oh, girl"
Get money and stay aggressive, baby, it's your world
Martin talkin' to Gina, baby, you go, girl
Who you with? I'm with the lions and gorillas, gangbangers and drug dealers
All thеm scammers and them killers who I hang with
Yеah, I taste good, ain't no onions on my sandwich
I'm 823 and everybody know I'm sanctioned
Why? 'Cause if I shoot, I'ma shoot that, woo and I'ma woo back
Yeah, I'm from the Floss, you know the language
I put it on the table so that everything is clear
Put them diamonds on your necklace to match them on your ear
She like, "Send me a text"
The end of the night, she was laid up in the bed
Liftin' up her dress, had her bent over the ledge
Kissin' on her neck when she went to give me head
What's next? Look
Let me fuck you, let me suck you, let me eat you, let me hold you
Let me beat up on that pussy like a real nigga's supposed to
If you ain't know I had the power, let me show you
Shark on your plate, we eatin' dinner at Nobu
[Chorus: Pop Smoke]
You ain't never met another nigga like me
You say you lookin' for a man, you got the right one
She said, "Boy, you handsome, boy, you sexy, boy, you fire"
You ain't never met another nigga like me
You say you lookin' for a man, you got the right one
She said, "Boy, you handsome, boy, you sexy, boy, you fire"
[Verse 2: Chuckiee]
Bad lil' thang, think she feelin' the kid
So I pulled up on her, see how she get, got her nervous and shit
I'm watchin' close, the way she bitin' her lips
I got her close, hands tight on 'em hips
And girl, you know I'm tryna see how it feel
Tell her she can stop with me, keep it real
Like, baby you was meant for me, girl you should know you sent for me, yeah, yeah, yeah
So for you girl, I cook it up, flip and mix it up, put them bands in your hands
The situation ain't clickin', I'll make you understand
21 questions guessin', that I got you answerin'
Like, you know who I am girl, I got you on the gram and
Free all my niggas that got locked up in the can
You was on my team like you my nigga, you my man
Got you lovin' on a nigga, you in the palm of my hands
And do whatever I can, like
[Chorus: Pop Smoke]
You ain't never met another nigga like me
You say you lookin' for a man, you got the right one
She said, "Boy, you handsome, boy, you sexy, boy, you fire"
You ain't never met another nigga like me
You say you lookin' for a man, you got the right one
She said, "Boy, you handsome, boy, you sexy, boy, you fire
