LYRICS
作词 : Demario White/Brytavious Lakeith Chambers
作曲 : Demario White/Brytavious Lakeith Chambers
[Intro]
(Tay Keith, **** these niggas up)
[Chorus]
Yeah, ****in' the ho like I love her (Uh)
Just 'cause I got something to offer and havin' this flavor, she think I'ma suck her (A lick)
No sleep for days and nights, zoomin' through time, I'm on a upper (So up there)
Back in that mode, belt to they ass like granny, you niggas in trouble (Go)
I'm tryna make sure we all gon' profit
I'm tryna make sure you see how I pop it
Maybach truck (Skrrt) got hydraulics
I'm tryna make sure you know how I'm rockin'
I'm tryna make sure you know what you doin'
I'm tryna make sure you know we into it
I'm tryna make sure the score on the board
I'm tryna make sure this ho don't record (Don't do it)
[Verse 1]
A hundred thou' ain't nothin'
Put hundred thou' in a trunk (Bond)
Pull up and slam on them, Tim Dunc' (Uh)
Them niggas still ain't score, that skunk (Hah)
Fourth quarter pressure, make a nigga punt (Kick)
I'm in my own lane, no comp' (B***h)
I put a shit-eater in Saint-Laurent (Boots)
It's like her mouth better when she drunk (Ooh)
I be havin' rich problems, damn, ten thousand for a double R window
Another ten, it's a dent on the fender (****)
Stand on business like I'm wearin' suspenders (Suit)
I made a friendly bet with my nigga (What?)
We made a bet that (Shh, ah)
We made a bet that (Shh, be quiet)
By the end of the song, they get back, we won, we gon' get it (Go)
I post a pic, she commentin' heart eyes, 'bout to blow our cover (Dumb b***h)
She get on that d**k and blow bubbles (Brr)
That's why her Patek is custom (Shine)
No rubber on top of the covers (Uh)
She doin' what the last b***h wasn't (What?)
Label the p***y a controlled substance, hit it, it feel like I'm high when I'm bustin' (Uh, uh, uh, ayy)
[Chorus]
Yeah, ****in' the ho like I love her (Uh)
Just 'cause I got something to offer and havin' this flavor, she think I'ma suck her (A lick)
No sleep for days and nights, zoomin' through time, I'm on a upper (So up there)
Back in that mode, belt to they ass like granny, you niggas in trouble (Go)
I'm tryna make sure we all gon' profit
I'm tryna make sure you see how I pop it
Maybach truck (Skrrt) got hydraulics
I'm tryna make sure you know how I'm rockin'
I'm tryna make sure you know what you doin'
I'm tryna make sure you know we into it
I'm tryna make sure the score on the board
I'm tryna make sure this ho don't record
[Verse 2]
It's overstood, when you put in work, you gon' get you a jugg
Ferrari SF90, reversed psychology, trunk in the hood (It's swapped)
Just doubled my cup, feelin' good (The Wock')
Smoke a signature leaf, not a 'Wood
Ayy, for real, send me the baggy Louis
They didn't even know I had that pull
I'm tryna make sure the bag is full (Stuffed)
Picked up a straight, you can have it (Who this for?)
She want me now 'cause her man was broke (Ah)
Seventy-five K and that's just for the pendant
I done two-toned the loaf (Bread Gang)
Had to put on for sure, I ain't through (No)
Gotta put on some more (Keep goin')
You rented b***h, you don't own that ho (Ayy)
One thing, for sure she gon' go (Out of here, out of here, gone, ayy)
[Chorus]
Yeah, ****in' the ho like I love her (Uh)
Just 'cause I got something to offer and havin' this flavor, she think I'ma suck her (A lick)
No sleep for days and nights, zoomin' through time, I'm on a upper (So up there)
Back in that mode, belt to they ass like granny, you niggas in trouble (Go)
I'm tryna make sure we all gon' profit
I'm tryna make sure you see how I pop it
Maybach truck (Skrrt) got hydraulics
I'm tryna make sure you know how I'm rockin'
I'm tryna make sure you know what you doin'
I'm tryna make sure you know we into it
I'm tryna make sure the score on the board
I'm tryna make sure this ho don't record (Don't do it)