I'm out in Boca Raton, I'm sippin' Roca Patron I got this chick on the phone, talkin' bout life and how I just ain't right for her I've been inclined to agree, cause all I've been doin' is mean now I can't be a one, baby girl, nah, but I play the two or the three now Give her the dick and I'm gone, I'm like a ticking time bomb I'm on the road, grind time for the dough, it's my time She turn me on, pom-poms, she good for the soul, she good for the mind She help me get found, time, time, she help me eat clean Balsamic, she might end up meeting my mama Let's take it back like western time zones Used to call you up to share my milestones Now you hear my voice and sound annoyed Might as well be talkin' to the dial tone I've been livin' dreams, it ain't what it seems Splittin' at the seam when it, splittin' at the seam when it come to you I'm out in Boca Raton, I'm sippin' Roca Patron I got this chick on the phone, talkin' bout life and how I just ain't right for her I've been inclined to agree, cause all I've been doin' is mean now I can't be a one, baby girl, nah, but I play the two or the three now I flew out to Boca Raton, had to meet my nigga Bas He took a break from the road, decided to party with Cos Had to get away from the cold, the winter was killin' my vibe Just got off the phone with J. Cole, told him that I'm with the guys Look in my eye, I'm seein' life through Versace Dippin' in the mozzie, party in Hibachi, know what to pass to your bossy Sippin' till I'm sloppy, fuck her till she knock me I'm puttin' hurtin' on her nani, and they kinda do her body Got her screamin' golly, dolly boom dolly She a work of art like a Salvador Dali It's like a Prada robbery, nothin' but designer When you go shoppin', you with the Zonda or Rari We could get both so you know this shit poppin' Feelin' like Tommy, and Bentley with cute shit and him got it poppin' Put a head on my Tommy, Ocarina tone, I ain't leavin' this party I can't help the way you think when I'm not with you I'm not with the way you think when I'm not with you Baby, we know just what we got Only we know just what we got I can't help the way you think when I'm not with you I'm not with the way you think when I'm not with you Baby, we know just what we got Only we know just what we got I'm out in Boca Raton, I'm sippin' Roca Patron I got this chick on the phone, talkin' my life out I just ain't right for her, I been inclined to agree Cause all I been doin' is mean now I can't be your one, baby girl, no But I play the two or the three now Fiends Fiends Fiends Fiends