Riding around in my whip
Listening to my shit
She want to hear track six
She told me that's her jam
Baby girl, said I got the title
Got a nigga feeling like michael
Jackson, jordan, don't matter to me
They both jam

If I didn't ride blade on curb
Would you still love me?
If I minimized my net worth
Would you still love me?
Keep it a hundred, I'd rather you trust me
Than to keep it a whole hunnid
Don't got you I got nothing

I'm on the way
We ain't got no time to waste
Poppin' your gum on the way
Am I in the way?
No I won't pressure you none
I want your blessing today
Oh, by the way open the door by the way
Told you that I'm on the way
I'm on the way, I know connection is vague
Pick up the phone for me, babe

If you had my love
And I gave you all my trust
Would you comfort me?
And if you told my mom that
Your love would be enough
Would you run to me?

I'm done with these bitches
I don't love these bitches
I dust off these bitches
I do it for fun
Don't take it personal
Personally, I'm surprised you called me
After the things I said

Skrr, skrr on bitches
I don't know these bitches
Dig dirt on these bitches
I do it for fun
Don't take it personal
Love on my ladies, love to my ladies
Love, love, love, love long as we got
Love, love, love, yea
I might just chill in some bape
I might just chill with your boo
I might just feel on your babe
Her nikki feel like a lake

I wanna swim with my face, I'm like
"Okay"
I'll let her get what she want
I buy her yves saint laurent
And the new whip, when I go fast as a horse
I got the trunk in the front