[Intro]
(Don't play with him)
[Verse 1]
Bitch look better than [?]
She said "Papi, can you keep a secret?"
She know my lifestyle hella crazy
She not Jayda Wayda I'm not Lil Baby
Shawty like "Why you being nice to me?
How the fuck you even notice me?"
She probably think everything I say be cap
Only thing I ever talk is facts
"I hope you don't got no ulterior motive"
Don't think 'bout that when I'm bending you over
Don't be getting all crazy, control your emotions
Ass so fat, how your jeans holding?
I need you to drive, I hope you don't mind it
She know I'm dirty and don't got no license
I be busy, baby busy too
But she don't makе shit difficult
I had a bad day, get me in the mood
Damn baby, how you gеt so fine?
She say "Papi, I still can't believe you mine"
She said "I ain't your ex, I'mma hold it down"
Seen a video, was doing the cutest shit
Shawty far from a stupid bitch
'Bout my bitch I'll shoot a bitch
My bitch know exactly what the fuck it is
She know I'm lit with the music shit
[Interlude]
Let me ask you sumn'
What's up?
You really fuck with my music?
Yeah!
Like, forreal forreal?
Like, forreal forreal, I been fucking with your music
[Verse 2]
I pull up in a penny
Don't wanna meet your family
They wouldn't understand me, gone say I'm too damn street
This a widebody, that's why I'm taking up the damn street
Baby know I'm cutthroat, she still gone fuck with me though
She probably think I just wanna fuck
I would've said that if I just wanted to fuck
Get in your head that, baby I'm not one of them
But I can't lie, baby you got what I want
When I pull up, baby the trunk in the front
Push a button one time in this bitch and get gone
I cop for my bitch up in Christian Dior
Spend a bag on my bitch, she can get what she wants
My bitch wanna show out in the strip club
Ain't no bitch in this strip club badder then her
[Outro]
Like, forreal forreal, I been fucking with your music
Like, forreal forreal, I been fucking with your music
Like, forreal forreal, I been fucking with your music
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