Yeah, we ain't talkin' to your dumbass You could be a millionaire and still be a bumass
Boy, I've been in a dream, I've been on a team
Okay, look, why I work so hard, my sole profit
Boy, I can't settle down, I like options
Boy, I hate small talk, I like topics
House shoppin', I'm a pig, I love coppin'
Ugh, no BBLs, I like eight cups
Ugh, long legs, pretty when they wake up
Ugh, niggas run they mouth, wanna race up
Everything real here, no lace front
Okay, I goes during December, I slay
And I don't even like girls, bitch, I'm way up
Too hot, bitch, I'm on my own dick
I don't need your vibes
Ugh, * them regrets
Call them and get all that weight off your chest
Got my brothers here, we the win
I'm my only girl, but you're my favorite
I've been flyin' high with the pavement
Fuckin' me, can I get an amen?
Don't stop, don't stop
Don't stop, don't stop
I hear this bitch out like the moon
I send this bitch ass to the moon
I'm at the top, ain't no room
Don't stop
Aye, what a swamp, bitch
Flyin' bitch up in the room, I need a cock pit
I need some pee to * this pussy, they want the crock print
I'm finna air these D on niggas out the closet
I let it in, I let it out
I'm a bi bitch, but I need that pussy now
If he is gay, then I am gay, and we are now
Me and Tyler finna take your bitch down
Wee-wee, Mel C
Keep it cute when you in my city
I'm about to eight cup titties
I don't need you, cause I already * me
I don't need a range, but I got an air pole
I don't need a plane, cause the air pole flow
I'll move your walk around bed, told all my friends


I don't need a passport, I'm a swamp bitch, boy
Don't stop
Don't stop
Don't stop
Don't stop
Don't stop
I air this bitch out like a queef
I send yo ass back to the streets
I spray on her block with La Fleur
He gon' eat this pussy up cause it's sweet
Aye, don't stop
Aye, don't stop
Aye, don't stop
Aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye
Don't stop