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?