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I told all my niggas 'bout that pussy (ain't nothin' special)
I told all my niggas, yeah (Bagg, FOREVEROLLING)
I'm here for a second, baby, leave your best impression
This lil' bitch a groupie, wan' me fuck her in my necklace
Couldn't believe her eyes when I responded to her message
I really ain't into textin', I'ma pull up when you ready
I told her I'm just a street nigga who rap, I ain't nothin' special (nah, I ain't nothin' special)
Make sure that she look proper, I'ma lash and French tip her (get your nails done)
She reach back when I'm hittin' her and put claws on them balls, Kawhi Leonard
I couldn't keep quiet, it was fire, I told all my niggas 'bout that pussy (about that pussy)
Ooh, ooh, this a good shot (this a good shot)
Call me if you short on them lil' bills and I'ma look out (you know that I'm gon' look out)
And she got that NuvaRing thing, why would I pull out? (Why would I pull out?)
Her landlord keep trippin', payin' late, he want her to get out
Long as I got a key, she ain't gotta worry about gettin' put out
Trippin' 'bout these bitches like you walk 'round with your foot out
She call me and I'm en route, she know I know the business (know I know the business)
You blowin' up her phone, but she gon' call back when we finished (call back when we finished)
I'm lookin' her in her eyes, pull out, finish on them titties (pull out, finish on them titties)
So fresh, I couldn't resist it, I'ma pull it out and lick it (pull it out and mwah)
My baby girl so pretty, she the coldest in the city (she the coldest in the city)
Every time I check my mentions, it's her commentin' on my picture, she the sickest
I'm here for a second, baby, leave your best impression
This lil' bitch a groupie, wan' me fuck her in my necklace
Couldn't believe her eyes when I responded to her message
I really ain't into textin', I'ma pull up when you ready
I told her I'm just a street nigga who rap, I ain't nothin' special
Make sure that she look proper, I'ma lash and French tip her
She reach back when I'm hittin' her and put claws on them balls, Kawhi Leonard
I couldn't keep quiet, it was fire, I told all my niggas 'bout that pussy
It's somethin' about this bitch, you know she special if I stamp her (stamped it)
Compliment my sauce, it take a lot to meet my standards (correct)
Come eat me anywhere like she ain't got no table manners (ugh, ugh, ugh)
Might get apprehended when I'm finished, catch a DV charge the way I (go)
Hit her in my merch, she had on nothin' under her Bread Gang hoodie (ooh)
Plenty footage, if I'm not mistaken, I had on Gucci footies (um)
Plan B, ain't no playin' me, take it in front of me (right now)
Honestly, she just wanna fuck and tell her friend the tea (I know)
Tattoos on her booty, I'm addicted to her body (she look so exotic)
Ain't nobody business, I fuck with the way we rockin' (keep that shit so solid)
She gettin' a lil' wetter, I'm aggressive when we choppin' (she hollerin')
Always want my time, so when we fuck, I wear two watches (FOREVEROLLING)
I'm here for a second, baby, leave your best impression
This lil' bitch a groupie, wan' me fuck her in my necklace
Couldn't believe her eyes when I responded to her message
I really ain't into textin', I'ma pull up when you ready
I told her I'm just a street nigga who rap, I ain't nothin' special (nah, I ain't nothin' special)
Make sure that she look proper, I'ma lash and French tip her (get your nails done)
She reach back when I'm hittin' her and put claws on them balls, Kawhi Leonard
I couldn't keep quiet, it was fire, I told all my niggas 'bout that pussy