[Intro]
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
[Chorus]
Yeah, fuckin’ on her like I love her (Uh)
Just ’cause I got something to offer and havin’ this flavor, she think I’m a sucker (A lick)
No sleep for days and nights, zoomin’ through time, I’m on a upper (So up there)
Back in that mode, belt to they ass like granny, you niggas in trouble (Go)
I’m tryna make sure we all gon’ profit
I’m tryna make sure you see how I pop it
Maybach truck (Skrrt) got hydraulics
I’m tryna make sure you know how I’m rockin’
I’m tryna make sure you know what you doin’
I’m tryna make sure you know we into it
I’m tryna make sure the score on the board
I’m tryna make sure this ho don’t record (Don’t do it)
[Verse 1]
A hundred thou’ ain’t nothin’ (Nathaniel)
Four hundred thou’ in the trunk (Bump)
Pull up and slam on them, Tim Dunc’ (Uh)
Them niggas still ain’t scored, that’s skunk (Hah)
Fourth quarter pressure, make a nigga punt (Kick)
I’m in my own lane, no comp’ (Bitch)
I put a shit-eater in Saint-Laurent (Boost)
It’s like her mouth better when she drunk (Ooh)
I been havin’ rich problems, damn, ten thousand for a double R window
Another ten, it’s a dent on the fender (Fuck)
Stand on business like I’m wearin’ suspenders (Suit)
I made a friendly bet with my nigga (What?)
We made a bet that (Shh, ah)
We made a bet that (Shh, be quiet)
By the end of the summer, that get-back we want, we gon’ get it (Go)
I post a pic, she comment heart eyes, ’bout to blow our cover (Dumb bitch)
She get on that dick and blow bubbles (Brr)
That’s why her Patek is custom (Shine)
No rubber on top of the covers (Uh)
She doin’ what the last bitch wasn’t (What?)
Label that pussy a controlled substance, hit it, it feel like I’m high when I’m bussin’ (Uh, uh, uh, ayy)
[Chorus]
Yeah, fuckin’ on her like I love her (Uh)
Just ’cause I got something to offer and havin’ this flavor, she think I’m a sucker (A lick)
No sleep for days and nights, zoomin’ through time, I’m on a upper (So up there)
Back in that mode, belt to they ass like granny, you niggas in trouble (Go)
I’m tryna make sure we all gon’ profit
I’m tryna make sure you see how I pop it
Maybach truck (Skrrt) got hydraulics
I’m tryna make sure you know how I’m rockin’
I’m tryna make sure you know what you doin’
I’m tryna make sure you know we into it
I’m tryna make sure the score on the board
I’m tryna make sure this ho don’t record
[Verse 2]
It’s overstood, when you put in work, you gon’ get you a jugg
Ferrari SF90, reverse psychology, trunk in the hood (It’s swapped)
Just doubled my cup, feelin’ good (The Wock’)
Smoke a signature leaf, not a ‘Wood
Ayy, Pharrell, send me the baggy Louis
They didn’t even know I had that pull
I’m tryna make sure the bag is full (Stuffed)
Picked up a stray, you can have her though (Who this for?)
She with me now ’cause her man was broke (Ah)
Seventy-five K and that’s just for the pendant
I done two-toned the loaf (Bread Gang)
Had to put on for show, I ain’t through (No)
Gotta put on some more (Keep goin’)
You rentin’ that bitch, you don’t own that ho (Ayy)
One thing, for sure she gon’ go (Out of here, out of here, gone, ayy)
[Chorus]
Yeah, fuckin’ on her like I love her (Uh)
Just ’cause I got something to offer and havin’ this flavor, she think I’m a sucker (A lick)
No sleep for days and nights, zoomin’ through time, I’m on a upper (So up there)
Back in that mode, belt to they ass like granny, you niggas in trouble (Go)
I’m tryna make sure we all gon’ profit
I’m tryna make sure you see how I pop it
Maybach truck (Skrrt) got hydraulics
I’m tryna make sure you know how I’m rockin’
I’m tryna make sure you know what you doin’
I’m tryna make sure you know we into it
I’m tryna make sure the score on the board
I’m tryna make sure this ho don’t record (Don’t do it)
