In Love Witcha Boy

You know we bubblin

On my way an out an doublin

Why they hatin im troublin

They be happy if they wasn't

Cuzn i ain't sweatin nothin

I be million dollar stuntin

An my reputation buzzin

Say the grand old lady love em

Uhhh

Push an hug em by the dozen

Smokin sour by the hour

Kush bundled by the onion

You can hear my car comin

Hood hummin trunk drummin

Comin up and down the block

Top drop no frontin

Drama bet the llama

Quick feed ya benigghana

Im jewelry bentley driver

Only beauty queen saliva

I dont date

I dont bother

I will whoop ya like ya father

Comma hyphin dont matter

When you in front of the revolver

Im bout a dollar

Wit my cup up in the zone

Watch me turn my swag on

Spray BLANK in her cologne

About a couple hours in

Ive ben drunk the whole patron

BLANK jump inside the liner

I dump em right back on his bones

BLANK is harder

But the struggle made me smarter

Choppin lanes back and forth

I get high as vince carter

Ain't nobody got to gas me

I dont need a BLANK charger

Im my own BLANK battery

A casaulty of honor

Im from the corner

That will take a toll on ya

When the heat hit

It feel like ya got a stove on ya

If you ain't talkin money

Then you ain't talkin to me

Swag till my swag on e

Parked in the v