Pull up swerving the candy paint bach, could tell you perfect, i know
Put a bell in the beat like i'm yeat, i might rock a turban or sum, yeah
Put it in to her stomach she squirming like she a virgin or sum, huh
I put pride over everything, i can't give no ho no wedding ring
If he playing with me ima pull up with twin, and we gon spin like a ceiling fan
Cash up in my pocket, i said amen, like i pray over that
You up in my messages talking sum crazy i don't know what to say about that
You know i get money i don't even, i don't play about that
Twin in the whip with the stick and he bout to crash out, i had to tell him relax
I told her, you got bout five minutes with me before i move on, wont even text back
I done made about 30k this week, thats thou, and i'm smiling for that
She want the gucci, the louis, everything that's expensive, yeah, and a telfar bag
I ain't here for long to let you know, she know i could give her what she want
Pull up in that black truck in the front, she never seen the trunk in the front
Pull up 50 deep, this not a stunt, you tryn get with me i know what you want
I just told twin, put down the fn it's time to roll up a blunt
I ain't here for long to let you know, she know i could give her what she want
Pull up in that black truck in the front, she never seen the trunk in the front
Pull up 50 deep, this not a stunt, you tryn get with me i know what you want