Where 2 Start

[Intro] Skrr Yeah, ayy, ayy [Chorus] Ayy, I (I) I know this ain't a park, but Baby, come and slide on a nigga, and I could show your ass where to start Put your soul, heart and mind on a nigga Yeah, Lambo J, I call him Jigga Flat tummy tea, but she don’t need to watch her figure She don't need to pose for the 'Gram, what’s the catch? (Nah) She just wanna show them other bitches that she snatched [Verse 1] Ayy, and she know that we a match Wavy-haired nigga but I'm rough, I got a patch We ain't Siamese, we don't need to get attached Found a new nigga and you still came back (Back) Five foot five, brown eyes, oh, dawg, oh Bitch, I'm a beast, I'm a dog, baby, bow-wow Cullinan with stars, like Nick Cannon, tryna wild out You gon' let me beat it like I skipped the trial Ayy, all my bitches got some real edges say, "Yeah" Say she don't wanna fuck but end up fuckin’ every time Feel like I’m from H-Town when I came down (Came down) Playin' with that pussy, fresh up out the playground Lil’ Tory [Chorus] I know this ain't a park, but Baby, come and slide on a nigga, and I could show your ass where to start Put your soul, heart and mind on a nigga Yeah, Lambo J, I call him Jigga Flat tummy tea, but she don't need to watch her figure She don't need to pose for the ’Gram, what's the catch? (Nah) She just wanna show them other bitches that she snatched [Verse 2] Snatched up, ooh, damn, yeah, days later (Days) Pretty brown skin, ass on Jada Wada She like, "Fuck a gym," trainin' with her waist trainer (Haha) Shawty givin' me the blues like a bass player I be dunkin' in that pussy, went in straight the lay up I'm ballin' so on point, I can lay a J up I'm gettin' money, hit the NaeNae on the naysayer I'm makin' movies with your bitch, I had to Ray J her, yeah Kim Kardash' with that ass and she know it (She know it) Sex like a cardiovascular moment (You know it) Lookin' at that pussy, I'm like, "Show me my opponent" (Fuck) "Show me my opponent" Lil' Tory [Chorus] I know this ain't a park, but Baby, come and slide on a nigga, and I could show your ass where to start Put your soul, heart and mind on a nigga Yeah, Lambo J, I call him Jigga Flat tummy tea, but she don't need to watch her figure She don't need to pose for the 'Gram, what's the catch? (Nah) She just wanna show them other bitches that she snatched [Bridge] She just wanna show them other bitches that she snatched She just wanna show them other bitches that she snatched [Verse 3] That's why I be creepin' on the low with her I know that you think I'm just a homie (Yeah) I'm jumpin' off the dresser, hittin' the floor with her You call up her phone, she like, "What, nigga?" (Yeah) Tellin' you that she out with the homies But if I was you, I would come get her 'Cause when she say the homies, that mean just me [Verse 4] Yeah, ayy She wanna fuck man and I'm your man So what does that mean? In and out these bitches like the needle out the vaccine Bitches wanna tell you 'bout my— Like I'm Maxine Runnin' through that ho and all her friends like the track team Now I fuck her friends together, baby, they a tag team Yeah, I don't care if they square or they flat screen I've been out here makin' movies, bitch, it ain't no sad scenes Well, fuck it, what he want from me anyway? Ayy Gun is dirty than a bitch but my racks clean Yeah, I got a bitch, pussy nice but she act mean Fuckin' on her friend, put me in, that's a tag team Yeah, and of course Love my bitch on all fours, suckin' dick with force French lil' bitch say, "Bonjour," she get no remorse All my bitches rich, they don't wear no Michael Kors, yeah [Outro] I, I know this ain't a park Baby, come and slide on a nigga And I could show your ass where to start Put your soul, heart and mind on a nigga My nigga Lambo J, I call him Jigga Flat tummy, tea, but she don't need to watch her figure She don't need to pose for the 'Gram, what's the catch? She just wanna show all them bitches that she snatched up