Hot box with a hot bitch We dropped the top, now all my bitches topless His name is Travis, i´m giving him mosh pit, uh He like how I shake it, it´s junk in the trunk I don´t give a fuck, I be calling him drunk
Ruin his life ‘til he turn to a munk Ruin it, bitch, you better ruin it Keep you a roster ‘til that nigga persueing it Cover my name ‘cause your man tattooed it I got him sticking to me like I glued it He like it spicy, I´m not a prude bitch I tell him “sue me,” like it´s ??? Cool it, cool it
La la la la la, warm it up La la la la la, the hoes are hating
He brought his bitch to see me at Coachella Stalking online, but in person it´s wetter He pressing me, she must got a vandetta Go ask your nigga who´s sucking it better Ooh, eat it up papi Boy, you too neat to be eating it sloppy
Fucking me, could call it plug in the socket Think i´m in love with him, i´m in love with his wallet Damn, okay Whatchu gon´ do with it? Drive him crazy, like Tesla I´m cruising it He need Milli, you know he persuing it I´m in his mind, I can feel it, he losing it I need that dick ándale, ship it Amazon Prime, when I lick it, he dip it Dance like a stripper, make him wanna tip it He wanna future, it´s about to get wicked Dumb ass bitch, you a hatin´ ass hoe If you feelin´ froggy, then jump, lil´ toad Laughing my way out of Chase With drew from your nigga, reroute to the bank Jeans never fit ‘cause I don´t gotta waist It´s giving body, in love with the face