Turn up the spot until I'm free

She wanna lock me up, no key

Bop wanna bop, round three

Say she want me eat me up and plant the seeds Jeez,

 and she started undressing, sheesh If you want me to stop, leash What, she's taking my soul, leech

 I gotta talk to my God, preach Why this demon gotta hold on me?

You a deadly lil' sin You in my pockets, fillin' up with lint

 She want me to sneak the box like a Grinch It sound like a beatbox when im in it

 She sound like a speakerbox, you can hear it

Might lose control that day, I ain't fear it

 I love the bitch like money She the taste, sweet like honey She want the D in the morning, it's sunny

 She wanna jump out my lap with a bungee I tell her, chill, we gon' all make money Why the fuck would you take that from me, lil' bitch? Why can't you make that for me? Wish she was foreign, and we went out of country 

Straight to the league, one and done I'm about to finish the pressures up I tell that bitch that the pressure's us

 She wanna press and fess me up Tens in the lobby like, let me up

 Open doors, don't set me up Sorry, I can't trust enough I already lost it once 

I need the coin for the payback She was like, why would you say that? I gotta clean up the scene like Ajax New bitch, hips wild like a Maybach 

Please don’t be switch the sides, they relay that

 I do not sympathize, I display that

 Damn, heard you online with **** Ain't with no dimes, you fivin' **** Damn, I can't even vibe with ****

 My vibe went to the skylight Know if you move to the left, it's bye-bye

 I can't even shed no tears, it's a dry cry Why lie?

The way that you movin', bae, it's Wallahi

 You used send the text that say you horny

 You do not gotta lie and say you off me

 Wish I was free, let me leave Wish I was free, let me leave 

Turn up the spot until I'm free

She wanna lock me up, no key

Bop wanna bop, round three

Say she want me eat me up and plant the seeds Jeez,

 and she started undressing, sheesh If you want me to stop, leash What, she's taking my soul, leech

 I gotta talk to my God, preach Why this demon gotta hold on me?

You a deadly lil' sin You in my pockets, fillin' up with lint

 She want me to sneak the box like a Grinch It sound like a beatbox when im in it

 She sound like a speakerbox, you can hear it

Might lose control that day, I ain't fear it

 I love the bitch like money