Satin Sheetz Video (MV)

Back again with the...
Same Zo New Flow
Let's go

See I Hadda take my talents to the city
Noticed you a challenge and I'm with it
And I Only give you half of the kid
You a dime but I'm fifty
Look I keep a staff In my knickers
Just so I can keep a balance onna kitty
Got ya legs to the ceiling
Curving all the guys
Never friendly
Star up in your eyes
You got heat up in your thighs
If we talking bout the bitches look I don't have any
Talkin bout the bodies well I cant count many
I'm
Way too stingy with this
Drinks on deck need a kidney for this
Phone been off can't hit my line
Watch don't tick can't waste my time
I'm just tryna feel on something that's worth feeling
I ain't tryna chill I'm working on busting it
Turning up on you
I spin it like 1, 2 and her ass on max should see it from my view
I beat it up like I been Ike you Tina in 92
She fiening for my tools and screaming when I screw
She wanna see my pipe
Like Mario I grew
I'm leaning on one night
You thinking about a few
What's good Lil mama
You wanting me I knew
Hadda Show me to your fam
And you wanna see mine too
Im blowing through pine still
You waiting in line still
I'm thumbing threw my bills
I'm counting up my blues
But
What you tryna do with the boy
Want the whole thing that ain't news to the boy
I ain't tryna f*ck that can be your choice
Neighbors know my name and recognize your voice
You
Still aching from sessions I came second
Throw it at me shawty be damned if I can't catch it
Know that that thing special
Get nanny's like Fran dresher
I'm making you scream for it
You boiling like tea kettles
That pussy goin need work
I slam it like we wrestle
And damage you need stretchers
I pump it like bench pressers
You wetter than sea levels
And badder than 3 devils
I dig it I need shovels
You with it but be careful
I
Lose feeling when feelings get too extra
Sleeping on these bitches I snooze em no school lecture
Creeping on your nigga you choosing you knew better
But the feelings that be peaking just showed me I do better
So baby
If I beat it don't be mad at me
Make love too you on these satin sheetz
You don't wanna chill you know I know
Look I been the type to take souls
And I'm back on the road
Never been the type to post photos
Really we can kick it like a dojo
And I'm solo since I went and told my bitches it's a no go
Look I came a long way from rockin polos on my logo
Baby we can make love like it's somo
Or we can go and post it onna gram have some promo for the shit
Shawty you goin need a towel and some water for the dick
Baby I been feeling kinda malnourished since I hit
So I need that
Where you be at
Baby I been on a soul search finding feedback
Homies tell me that I need her think I speed past
Fast forward to the dope part
Think I relapsed
But I play it like it's Mozart
Got you singing symphonies and all these big words l never show you what you meant to me
So imma slide thru off strength of it and finish it
You been legit
My phone never ringing less you hitting it
Never being generous
Came equip with benefits
He don't keep it real as this
Ex man a hypocrite
I split his shit
Keep your voice low when I'm hitting it
Flipping you around I got you thinking you a gymnast
Keep the curtains closed and the neighbors out our business
Never been a choice but if it's you I guess I'm picking it
Everybody knows that it's more we ain't kicking it
And you know that imma kill it with no witnesses so
Baby