My Sale Love Me

Oh shit, you ain't got no grabber

Ayy, nigga, you know the protocol

When money call, better jump off that bed

She like, "Nigga, where you going?"

Bitch, I gotta knock my heads down

Don't surrender my line to line, I'm in this shit, y'all fed bound

I'm touching on that poppy, ooh, I know my sale love me

Ooh, every time I give that bitch a sample, she do the dougie

And I make this shit look good, but homebrew, this shit could get ugly

And I know my sale love me

And I know my sale love me, nigga, I know my sale love me

And I know my sale love me

And I know my sale love me when he introduce me to his family

Like right now, I'm gon' serve Josh and serve his daddy

And you might have crush on your phone, but you don't got her granny

I came from paddy wagon, racks got my pants sagging

My Amiris got a knot in 'em

You would never catch me in a huddle because it knocks

You will never catch me in that whoop if it's not tinted

I spent 500 on Celine, see, bitch, she different

I kicked her out the spot, after I fuck, nigga, these y'all bitches

I don't understand why niggas pillow talk to y'all bitches

I don't pillow talk, I pop a pole, and I'll left from the bitch quick

Soon as I wake up, I get in that car tryna get rich

Stove be in the mix, nigga, this sho' do

Don't ask me if I stole, know how to blend, 'cause that's for shit show

I got seven missed calls right now, and all 'em see Crystal

Too much motion at the spot, could fuck around cause a kick door

My sales know to come with cash, I ain't got no Bitcoin or crypto

But Unc tryna credit, and he know he good for it