@.tea_prime. Nigga say he want smoke but really I ain't worried bout nothin' (nothin')
We can make it back home safe, nigga just don't push my buttons (don't)
I don't wanna hit none of these hoes raw
'Cause I don't wanna worry bout nuttin' (mhm)
She want a brand new birkin bag, it depend on how she suck it (yeah)
I'ma bust down my hoe, I'ma bust down your bitch (yeah)
She don't need to drink no more, bad bitches wanna stay lit (lit)
I got the rizz, she'll do whatever just to get this dick (no cap)
She swallowin' kids, with her tongue out and she better not spit (let's go)
Bad bitches on my dick (huh)
When I walk up in the party, it's at least a couple hoes I done hit (huh)
I don't really want nothin' from her
I just wanna cross her off the list (huh)
I can shoot my shot at any woman, on my momma, I'll never miss
I'm that nigga, I admit
Huh, yeah, I just really wanna win
I don't really need friends
Locked in so much I say I'm fake, they don't understand
Jet wifi fucked, I'ma text you back when a nigga land
Niggas only hit my line when it's for the hoes or a helping hand
If she with me then she fine, only out in public when I'm with a ten
She a eight or a nine then I'm masked up baby, no offense
Paparazzi outside, I don't wanna be on Shaderoom again
Huh-huh-huh
(Tekst piosenki do rizz albo chyba nwm znam tą piosenke do qrizz,ape słów nie)