Don't like it fast, i like it slow
But I want more, more, more
It's trippy bae You drippy bae
I dont mean clothes that pussy sweet
You Gotta go, ayy
Designer clothes, on my ass when it's cold, ayy
Don't f*ck with niggas in my past, it's cuz it's old, ayy
Don't f*ck with bitches, cuz they wanna sell my soul, ayy
I f*ck with five, star, five, star, fuve, star, uh, ayy
I really don't like her, like her, like her, uh, ayy
I'm putting that work in I'm too fire, uh, ayy
I feel like an icon, call me sire, uh, ayy
Ayy, dont really like rapping, I'm a stop right now