(Big T Productions)

(MIA Jay C)

Wanna be in my close friends? This shit look like a movie

Yeah, I fucked your close friend, she had the biggest booty

Baby, pull them thongs off, let's see who got the fattest coochie

I know what get that motherfucker wet, that money, hallelujah

All my bitches my age mad as hell 'cause I been fuckin' with a cougar (Hoo)

She don't ask for nothing either, shit, she trickin' too

Don't be mad I came home and passed you

30K a day, sixty a week includin' what I'm spendin', ****

If you ain't send me a dollar in that bitch, hmm, I'm spinnin' ****

Fuck your support, I don't need it, I'ma make it without you, yop

She look sexy in that red, sexy Huarache, yop

Baow-baow-baow-baow for **** Tekashi

I don't allow-low-low-low bitches who toxic, yop

You can be jealous all you want, that ain't gon' stop my show

She just blew a **** crazy, tried to stop a **** from blowin'

Want me to go back to my old ways and try to stop my growth now

She just sucked my Dragon Ball Z's, woke up feelin' like Gohan

My standards high, if you're ugly, go hide please

If you know how to ride dick, you can drive me, hmm

Calabasas, I'm baggin' bitch

Give me your hand while I beat your back in

Put it in while you give me a lap dance

The whole crowd clappin' at you

Get to clappin' when you walkin' out that bank 'cause you just made me happy (Hmm)

I love you

Bring that dog shit to daddy, these hoes better be skinny

I keep her hair and nails done, so that ain't shit to brag on (Yop)

Bae, I caught one, so you can put my hat on (Here)

Gotta go to the airport for us to count the play (Yop)

Before I heard of Wiz, I was havin' it

Before I heard of Rob, it was four 9s in my mama cabinet

Before the City Girls, I swear to God none of you bitches was nasty

But I like it, though, just keep it classy

Baow, baow, baow, baow, shake that coochie meat

I can't put my tongue on it, I don't know where your coochie be (Hmm)

Ah, ah, ah, ah, that's the yop in me

Don't give a fuck if you was Wembanyama, ain't no blockin' me

You can be RiRi, Ri-Rihanna, she still gettin' dragged

After I wipe them tears off her face, I'll buy her a bag

****, what? I put her in school, you bought her an ass

You ass-backwards

I said, ****, what?

I put her in school, you, you bought her an ass

You ass-backwards

Fuck is you talkin' 'bout?

Cuz, that bitch crazy

I think this the one, I ain't even gon' lie

This right here the summer— yeah

This the summer vibe, like this bitch right here

Baow, baow, baow, baow, shake that coochie meat

I don't want my tongue on it, I don't know—

****, I'm tellin' you, for to tweak something like the certified tweak **** do, like

Baow, baow, baow, baow, shake that coochie meat

I can't put my tongue on it, I don't know where your coochie be

Man, what?

Man, I ain't even hear that bitch all the way, like, like that bitch sound crazy