But let it be one of them niggas though, you be texting them all day, FaceTiming their ass all * day, but you can't never text me the * back.
Over there, I wanna be dancing and *, thank you motherfucking backyard again, but you act like you don't see me blowing up that * phone every the * day.
And if your ass wasn't all the way * 18 hours away, I'd come over there and slap the * out of you, really.
Cause every time I see a motherfucking video, you got that motherfucking phone in your motherfucking hand.
Now if I beat that hoe down your throat, I'll be wrong.
All right, Brando.
Turn that light off, you talk.
Say, Brando, what is he doing?
I got these bitches bouncing me, I'm in a cocaine white tee and I make millions in my seat.
Oh, bless the boss.
Oh, plan on stretchin' me, inside the car, we livin' sleep, I show the bitch how B.Y.B.
They gon' get trashed.
In another rose, fresh from head to toe, jiggin' back.
Hold on, get it shawty, whoa, now let mama bounce that ass.
Hold on, bow, bow, you know I'm gon' show them how to act.
I could better do my dance, my pocket's full of cash.
Care for privacy, know I gotta show my ass off in this motherfucker.
Ain't no stoppin' me, * up the game, better bitches gon' follow me.
Deadest dick name Waibu, diggin' session, we gon' knock two.
Anywhere, shoot out the window, tear up your car, my nigga, * you.
Ooh, bow, let me hit it, watch me get it now.
Come straight off the block and hit a million now, dumb *.
Girl, they gon' keep trailing all them feeling ass, he went with no *.
I'll knock you off, bitch, they know I smoke *.
Shoot on me, won't put it on me, I know.
When my niggas reply, how you ain't gotta worry about how I run.
I don't know, but they don't like me, I say, * all these niggas.
I ain't talkin' to her, she say she like me, got that * in my system.
I got these bitches playin' sex in me.
I'm in a cocaine white tee and I make millions in my seat.
Oh, bless the boss, plan on stretchin' me, inside the car, we livin' sleep.
I show the bitch how B.Y.B.
Bitch, I B.Y.B.
Bitch, I B.Y.B.
In another rose, fresh from head to toe, jiggin' in.
Hold on, get it shawty, world night, let mama bounce the days.
Hold on, bow, bow, you know I'm gon' show them how to act.
I could barely do my dance, my pockets full of cash.
Hold on, bow, bow, you know I'm gon' show them how to act.