歌詞
I just fucked your girl
In some Fenty flip flops
Yeah the flow so tip top
They love the shit talk
Applause when I drop
Like manna falling
Still no manners darling
Like I put bullets to your body baby
Hide the kids, and whip Mercedes
My lifestyle might drive you crazy
Hide your wife, still whip Mercedes
No I can't see you in that big body
SL, ML, Rosado limo in my tempo
Pimp a little in la Sangre
So lo siento
When I slip yo
I used to tip toe
Now I float in
Locomotion with the movements
No promotion but a
Lil commotion got me moving
Like how my haters just my old friends
Shit I need that new, new, new Benz
Zoom, zoom, zooming like I'm Dale E. 88,
They hate to hate
I can't relate
No comprende
I'm a century deep
You a centimeter
My meter rhythmic
You a mimic
I giggle and laugh
Shit I be paving the path
Pedal to the metal
With the devil at my door
Shotty on the floor
I got the feeling of hell too fleeting
Known for fleeing
When belief thinner than my 5% tint
I NASCAR the exit
Like (Skrt)
Stomach nauseous
Oh shit I lost it
I had a heart swear to God
Used to genuflect cross it
But I been told you I lost it
Shit wait
Damn, I been told you I lost it
Like we might pull up on somebody baby (skrttt, skrttt)
Hide the kids and whip Mercedes (skrttt, skrttt)
My lifestyle might drive you crazy (skrttt, skrttt)
Hide your wife, still whip Mercedes
Yeah, wait, wait
Hold up wait
Said, said…
I just fucked your girl
I just fucked your girl
In the back seat of my (wait)
Mercedes,
Damn she's shady
Get your lady
Damn she's shady
Get your lady
Written by: Alexis Jenkins
