Confident (Pys) [feat. Justin King]

Yeah, yeah

You like to pop your, lil baby confident, I'm with that

Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah

(O-o-oh Miles)

You like to pop your shit, lil baby confident, I’m with that

I be on top of shit, seen you walk by, I had to spin back

**** so obvious, run off with sauce, where they do this at?

But they can’t copy this, slide with me, let ‘em watch us dip, aye

They can’t ignore this fly **** in some customized Forces

I stepped in the room, I’m changing the mood, Billie Jean how I got the whole floor lit

These **** ain’t making no sound, plus your friend been eyeing my bro down

I see red flags, I’m speeding past when I hear how you do these boys so foul

Cause I ain’t them, plus your girls saw my crew, wanna make friends

Tell the rest they could wait, matter fact, take a number, cause whole time, I’m tryna take 10

I’m a 10 out of 10 but I’m 5’5, you could tell that’s it’s different when I arrive

Shit’s a mess with these dudes, so it’s left up to you, let me know, cause my driver is outside

Yeah

You like to pop your shit, you be so in your bag, yeah yeah

Party with your friends and they gassing you up while you throwing it back, yeah yeah

They in your face, you don't pay 'em no mind, these **** is wack, yeah yeah

You and your girls, meet me and my boys, 'cause this where it's at, yeah yeah

You like to pop your shit, you be so in your bag, yeah yeah

Party with your friends and they gassing you up while you throwing it back, yeah yeah

They in your face, you don't pay 'em no mind, these **** is wack, yeah yeah

You and your girls, meet me and my boys, 'cause this where it's at, yeah yeah

Self Esteem on 10, and you on cloud 9

Tryna get ate up at 7 o'clock on the dime

I'm off at 6, I'll be there in 5

4-3-2-1 popping off

You know you a baddie and all

Cold in the summer and hot in the fall

Looking at you, imma give you my all

Step out and touch the streets, **** knowing your name

You ain't ever been a lame

It's giving Lizzie McGuire, Lalaine

Quirky, but know how to stay in yo lane

But then you start swerving and goin insane

Stay on my toes while I'm gripping your frame

I like it, you know I ain't playin no games, know I ain't playin no games, yeah yeah

Snazzy, Jazzy, walking Charlie Parker

Spazzing like you '09 Waka Flocka

All these **** ‘round you like a stalker

But I'm all over you like Nicky Parker

Like, “Hey Professor Olgevee”

Then they back off ‘cause they know you with me

If they want a feature, they know it’s a fee

Even though with you I got a money tree

You like to pop your shit, you be so in your bag, yeah yeah

Party with your friends and they gassing you up while you throwing it back, yeah yeah

They in your face, you don't pay 'em no mind, these **** is wack, yeah yeah

You and your girls, meet me and my boys, 'cause this where it's at, yeah yeah

You like to pop your shit, you be so in your bag, yeah yeah

Party with your friends and they gassing you up while you throwing it back, yeah yeah

They in your face, you don't pay 'em no mind, these **** is wack, yeah yeah

You and your girls, meet me and my boys, 'cause this where it's at, yeah yeah