Yeah
Kaashboi, fuck
Ayy, yeah
Still that same old brudda on the steeze
Wait, keys, wait, Ps
They don't really do it like us (Like, no)
Why you tryna move like us? (Like, why?)
How many haters I drop when I valet?
Man, I ain't gotta prove myself
I cannot speak on behalf of my friends, but I'm makin' a scene tonight
None of my brothers gon' fold (Gon' fold)
We was always in the fold (In the fold)
We don't care what the budget, you love it
You want it, I'm makin' a call (Yeah)
Three times a week, I just sit and do retwеt
Got diamonds, I put 'em on gold (I put 'em on chain)
I don't wanna talk all thе fancy things
I'm tryna talk all the facts to ting (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Baby, you know how I like it
Full effect, girl, when you ride it
I promise I don't got no sideties
Keep on flirtin', you gon' get a bird bite
His pockets hurtin', I just made me thirty stacks
I'm touching you places and ways you wouldn't believe
So I don't expect you to leave
And I know I'm dicking you down and the love got you blind
So I don't expect you to see
But baby, I read between the lines
You love my lifestyle, you ain't really mine
I bought a Rolex for the flex
I look at my phone if I gotta see the time
We're taking too long to connect
I just wanna have sex and we're runnin' out of time
It's crazy how you were the forbidden fruit
How you end up the apple of my eye?
You know just how I like it
You know just how I like it
I know just where to touch you
'Cause I study, that's why I ain't psychic
She told me her middle name Birkin
I know she playin', but I kinda like it
I got a fancy ting, I got a fancy ting
I got a fancy ting
And she like fancy things
You know just how I like it
You know just how I like it
I got a fancy ting, I got a fancy ting
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