We got London on the train It is real insecure Claiming that you ain't doing enough Claiming that they need more Want you on your last breath Your last sweat, your last dime Out of your fucking mind Can't you see I'm fucking trying? You a pussy six times a week And you never wanna clean up And you talk to me like shit And you handle me too rough And at the end of the day You got the nerve to bring up that bitch But that's the difference And when I feel like this again They gon' stretch you out, out, out, out, out They gon' stretch you out, out, out, out, out You just wanna have fun, fun, fun, fun, oh, oh They wanna make you come, come, come, come, come Girl, I heard that you been hurting Just let me know if it ain't working I could put mabiguettis on you on purpose We can go half on a baby on purpose And then make baggage clothes, all of the curtains purposely Everything you do to me, you do it perfectly And I be in your body like surgery I got insomnia, I gotta pop a burpee to sleep, yeah Put that ass around in a circle, please, yeah Put that ass around in a circle for me, yeah Like you're working for me, don't you show no other nigga what you learning from me, yeah They gon' stretch you out, out, out, out, out They gon' stretch you out, out, out, out, out You just wanna have fun, fun, fun, fun, oh, oh They wanna make you come, come, come, come, come We're gonna smile