Letras
Baby girl, just tell me what you want
I got gas and it's smoking and you feel it in your lungs
Got the chopper in the seat, in case a nigga
play with me
Yea, your shorty come to my house, know that
She a freak, yeah And I pull up, hit ya dome
Chopper banging like the 808 up in this song
When I pull up in that Maybach truck, that Bitch gon' leave with me
If you fuckin' with my shorty, best believe you finna see
Okay, I'm a raq, baby, from the Southside, baby
I see that blunt up on the counter, I might have to go and face it
I can't handle a Chicago girl, cause them lil' bitches bops
Shorty move like Nene brooks, but that lil shit gon' get you popped
Pull up on him with a Mac-10, and he see me lurkin' in the back end
I get hella gas better tap in,
I'm a underdog like I'm Jermey Lynn
Yeah, he ballin' hard, but he out of bounds
Foenem, took a perk, he ain't make a sound
Hey, lil' baby, what you wanna do today
Cause I been tryna get a piece of that cake, yeah
I'ma sing to you all the melody, baby Moonlight, I want you to see, yeah
You know exactly how to get me right, baby That's why I get you anything you want, cause you amazing
Baby girl, just tell me what you want
I got gas and it's smoking and you feel it in your lungs
Got the chopper in the seat, in case a nigga
play with me
Yea, your shorty come to my house, know that
She a freak, yeah And I pull up, hit ya dome
Chopper banging like the 808 up in this song
When I pull up in that Maybach truck, that bitch gon' leave with me
If you fuckin' with my shorty, best believe you finna see
I don't play no games with these niggas, babe If somebody try to play with you, you know I might have to come spray
I'm a dangerous-ass nigga, I like to come out and play
I can't have no real friends, cause these niggas, they be fake
She wanna go to pound town, bet let's get it on
Shorty hit my line, no FaceTime, tryna hear my songs
A young nigga tryna blow up and put my city on
Remember we was in the trap house, tryna get the dough