Calm Down

Break em off, break em off, break it, break it

Pussy way too fine and let a local **** rap about it

You got a girl from Nine to Five so why you askin bout it

I'm hard to get not hard to miss ain't nothin sad about it

If I let em hit it once he'll probably brag about it

Calm down, way I'm son'n bitches you would think I was a mom now

Wrapped around my fingers but I got em in my palm now

Money first the lovin later that's the order boy

I'm used to dealin with them bosses you the corner boy

Ice around my neck a **** love it when I freeze em

Pockets full of bread don't play with bitches I ain't cheesin

Freaky bitch come put it on me when I need it

He say I'm pressure pussy fuckin up his breezin

Yellin my name when I ride it

Ain't too many **** who can say they got inside it

Waitin for a while probably got their dick excited

Calm down, gotta make sure when you get it you can handle it

Calm down, gotta make sure when you get it you can handle it

Calm down, gotta make sure when you get it you can handle it