Letras
Ayy
I was tryna tell this bitch she look good
Got that supermodel body from a lookbook
I tried showing this lil baby that she all that
Catching feelings, caught me slipping so don't fall back, uhh
I was tryna pipe her in the Maybach
A Viano, not 550 I need space, bitch
Got her body twitching, got it aching
Got tequila and a bottle of some Ace, bitch
Got a shooter as the driver just in case, bitch
I keep me a money counter, not a safe, bitch
I cannot trust all these hoes, they seem basic
I'm that guy that they want let's just face it
Ayy
Bitch wanna throw face at me
I was running laps on her like an athlete
Kept it movin' pretty quick call it Mac speed
Now she gettin' my name tatted on her ass cheek, uhh
I was tryna show her where the bag at
When he said he had a black card, it was Cash App
When I show you what I got, he can't match that
I can hear all the applauses he can't clap back, uh
Uh
Ay
I was tryna tell this bitch she look good
Got that supermodel body from a lookbook
I tried showing this lil baby that she all that
Catching feelings, caught me slipping so don't fall back, uhh
I was tryna pipe her in the Maybach
A Viano, not 550 I need space, bitch
Got her body twitching, got it aching
Got tequila and a bottle of some Ace, bitch
Got a shooter as the driver just in case, bitch
I keep me a money counter, not a safe, bitch
I cannot trust all these hoes, they seem basic
Pussy wet, I need my scuba gear to go play with it
If I feel it's warm inside, then I just lay in it
Plus this lil bitch from Shoreditch, so she say "innit"
My brodie got the pistol, I keep the Drac with me
Like I'm Jay-Z, all these bitches get one take with me
If you looking up to God, then put your faith in me
I been drinking quite a lot, so I stay tipsy
These bitches keep checking my clock, but I stay busy