Boba

Mmm

Edit

Hotter than a stove or a crop top

Pressed, not curly, C2

Get it?

Hot like Jesus in a cardigan

I'm a keep it cool, no sweat sweater god

You can put me on the top

Ice tea lemonade with the boba

Anyway my agenda, keep it very hot

Let's go

Boba tea, sippy

I'll gitchy gitchy ya ya, my swimsuit Prada

Sza Sza Gabore even more in the city

I'll keep it pretty, not a flex but I can make a cold beat hotter

(Yes)

Have you beggin for it like water

I'm a pop star pop bottles

Break it

These fake tops can't take it

Mother (Edit) (Hey) can't take it

(Sweat)

Mmm

Started on my third draft edit

In the city I love, and the ring is mine

I got married to it

And I love this spring summertime

(Edit)

Didn't mean to flex but I did it

You can put me on the top

Ice tea lemonade with the boba

Yea yea we doin it baby

I remember summer's driving, I was a baby

Back of the Toyota with my cousins and Baby

1997 and Madonna was playing

Ay, that was my nirvana man

My radio in the summer man

Wouldn't change a thing 'cept wish we had a summer jam

Mid July with my entire fam

Damn I wish we could go back again

Not to say that things were any different then

I was just a little different then, everything was fresh and I was just a little man

With a grown ass attitude

Stayed to myself damn if they only knew

Yea, yea we doin it baby

TLC was playing too now you're doin it baby

Hotter than a stove or a crop top

Pressed, not curly, C2

Get it?

Hot like Jesus in a cardigan

I'm a keep it cool, no sweat sweater god

(Ya ya)

You can put me on the top

Ice tea lemonade with the boba

(Nice)

Anyway my agenda, keep it very hot

(Lets' go)

Boba

Boba

Boba

Hot like Jesus in a cardigan

I'm a keep it cool, no sweat sweater god

You can put me on the top

Ice tea lemonade with the boba

Anyway my agenda, keep it very hot