Lyrics
Murda on the beat so it's not nice (pew pew)
Lil baby, she makin' it work
She workin' that shit in a skirt (skrrt)
Yeah, my TEC goin' squirt (prrt)
Yeah, the 'rarri go skrrt (skrrt)
Poppin' a perc
Yeah, it's givin' me feels
Yeah, my TEC goin' squirt
Yeah, the 'rarri go skrrt (ooh)
Used to drive the Chevy, but I switched to Rolls (ooh)
They used to be on top, but now we switch the roles
She gon' treat my dick just like a stripping pole (like a stripping pole)
Pass it back to me and Glam Boy, give and go (I said give and go)
Lil baby, she makin' it work
Fuckin' the Glam for the pie (yeah, yeah, ah ee)
I'm takin' lil bih for the ride (ride)
Yeah, catchin' a vibe
Yeah, too rich for the lies
Yeah, too rich to be living a lie
So let all the rumours survive
Pull up they giving me rating
I never been on no talk show (no)
I was the nigga that flip all the pack
and then traveled right back to Toronto (back to)
Fuck on the hoe that you came with, closest she been to the lotto (yeah)
After I hit it, I send her away, she lucky to get a re-follow
Lil baby, she makin' it work
She workin' that shit in a skirt (skrrt)
Yeah, my TEC goin' squirt (prrt)
Yeah, the 'rarri go skrrt (skrrt)
Poppin' a perc
Yeah, it's givin' me feels
Yeah, my TEC goin' squirt
Yeah, the 'rarri go skrrt (ooh)
Used to drive the Chevy, but I switched to Rolls (ooh)
They used to be on top, but now we switch the roles
She gon' treat my dick just like a stripping pole (like a stripping pole)
Pass it back to me and Glam Boy, give and go (I said give and go)
Ball like Derek Rose and Amber Rose (swish)
I'm on open case I can't disclose (fade away)
You gave too much information to the station (God damn, god damn)
I'm gone need a strap for the occasion
Pull on an opp block, top drop
I don't take it to the chop shop (chop shop, ye)