Letras
Fuck, wow, holy shit
Said it was my year, maybe it still is
Picking up my phone like, "Who is this?"
Please stop callin', gotta let me live
Fuck, wow, holy shit
Said it was my year, maybe it still is
Picking up my phone like, "Who is this?"
Please stop callin', gotta let me live
I been sittin' by the fire while she rollin' up a blunt
I can see that ass shake when I hit it from the front
Yeah, I wasn't gonna eat it, but I haven't had lunch
If Corona doesn't kill me, I might really wife her up (ay)
She rollin' skinny ones like she in the '50s
We not sober every time that she with me
Hot in high school and she still bad
We were fuckin' after class, guess we got history
Now we drinking rosè while I'm givin' roses
Fuck, wow, holy shit, watch her hit them poses
Legs up spread 'em got me feeling like I'm Moses
(Oh shit) my eyes are always open
I don't sleep, insomnia
Need people at the party, I'ma call Gina
She bringing number one draft picks all divas
Now I got the formula this a Grand Pria
Fuck, wow, holy shit
Said it was my year, maybe it still is
Picking up my phone like, "Who is this?"
Please stop callin', gotta let me live
Fuck, wow, holy shit
Said it was my year, maybe it still is
Picking up my phone like, "Who is this?"
Please stop callin', gotta let me live
Frick shit, wow, holy bitch
Now I'm just sayin' shit only playin' hits
Yeah, I know you think you got ahead, but you missed
You're too short, she only gave you eight digits (uh)
Girls too hot, got no choice
Front side, back side, front side, backboard
Only three letters to describe this
Chauncey Billups in '04
I been sippin' on some shit, I swear to God I never had
Wanna split the bill and now she actin' like a brat
Ask a hundred questions tryna get my zodiac
I'm an Aries, think that means you gotta throw it back