Letras
Focus on me (Gyant)
I need you to, I need you to focus on me
Baby, can you focus on, me, me, me, me, me?
Ooh
Yeah, put that dress on, put that dress on
That make me hard, lil' mama, yeah, I like that shit
I'ma invest all of my money in that pussy like a farmer, bitch
Not gon' lie, you be blowin' my world, lil' mama, like Osama hit
I scream, "I believe, I believe" like 2008 Obama stint
Get up out my 'partment, that's my home, lil' comin'
I'm not goin' if my own not comin'
I don't gotta talk, folks see how I'm bummin'
Ho come in station for the quick-quick pumpin'
Dance on these niggas, they thought I was krumpin'
Takin' they bitch, use her for the fuckin'
They be wet, uh, but I still keep humpin'
Got all these niggas lookin' at me, I keep stompin'
My swag like COVID, contagious
Heard they went for it, taking's outrageous
Guess this how a nigga feel when he famous
I'ma get they ass so bad like Alzheimer's
Eatin' they bitch up just like a danish
I'm so Rick'd up, look at my hangers
She ate the dick up like it was hanger
Hoggin' the pickup, that's my language
Focus on me
I need you to, I need you to focus on me
Baby, can you focus on, me, me, me, me, me?
Ooh
Yeah, put that dress on, put that dress on
That make me hard, lil' mama, yeah, I like that shit
I'ma invest all of my money in that pussy like a farmer, bitch
Not gon' lie, you be blowin' my world, lil' mama, like Osama hit
I scream, "I believe, I believe" like 2008 Obama stint
She geeked up on 1942
Bitch in the party asked, "Who is you?"
I'm thirteen, who the (fuck) is you?
She wanna, she wanna (fuck), it's cool
How I be fuckin' these bitches, it's Zeus
That's why I got a ego, dude
I'm makin' it hit, but it hurt when I do
That's what the fuck he ain't gon' do
My ex be talkin' shit, I hope she bite her lip
I remember on Tuesday night, she wanted me to get drunk, so I take a sip
I looked in her eyes and I toast, gettin' late, we gotta dip
I'll take her to the bed, okay, yeah, but I gave her another tip
And I called your phone, lil' mama
Where the fuck is your phone?
You better not be on, fuckin' that nigga, racks in my zone
And I'm feelin' alone, lil' mama, so I'm makin' this song
You better not be on, they know I'm that nigga, and now you gone