Letras
Uh Look
Kiss on me I kiss on you
One thing lead to another
Girl we go together
Same way toast it go wit' butter
I need to do laundry
You keep wetting up my covers
Shout out to yo' ex That nigga fucked up
What a come up
Now I got you wildin' in the middle of the summer
Temperatures keep rising like the middle of the summer
Top down smoking backwoods in the middle of the summer
All the mandem back home for the middle of the summer
Damn hoe
G DUB on the speaker
Shake that ass
If this yo' jam ho
Fuck me, suck me, love me in the back seat of this range rove
Fuck me, suck me, love me, bus's it open let it rain hoe
I don't need a feature
Anything I touch
It bang ho
Militant not ignorant
That's how me and the gang roll
Eddies in my system got me stuck
Feel like a scarecrow
I'ma take that risk pick up that pack
Ain't trusting mail hoe
For life we locked in, stick wit my niggas
Like some Velcro
Love the bros
Gang gang
I love my guys, you know that
I'm like uh
I'm like yeh
Get it poppin' I don't care
Clear Stone on my body
Bussin like some chandeliers
I'm like uh
I'm like yeh
I been grinding for some years
Clear S tone on my body
Bussin like some chandeliers
Way she suck me
Make me happy
Got me cryin happy tears
Bj on a PJ
What I manifest this year
Shopping spree at Saks
Digital the dash
Frame Beauty her lashes got her lookin like a snack
Yeah
Yeah
Shordy fuck it up
Mandem got the motion
Now these shordies tryna fuck wit us
Mami in that sundress
Lookin scrumptious wit that bubble butt
My gas super stinky
type of smell you got the bubble guts
GiGi
Baby girl just take it easy
I know you been stressin twin I got you pls believe me
Use to step in shelters now I'm stepping out of Gini's
PostOak out in Houston order chicken shrimp, linguini, martinis
I like the Lychee flavor
Know what I'm saying
I like that one
Eating dinner wit Moreno where she wanna be
I showed you love
You tried to curve me
Now quit callin me
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Girl quit calling me
Hello
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Fuck yo apologies
Coolin
These diamonds round my neck
They really boolin
Custom two tone Cuban round my neck it got her droolin
You know why I pulled up baby girl
So what we doin
Sip 1942 before I fuck her to my music
Let's do it
Chu Chu Chu