(Taylor Michael, yeah, you goin´ crazy) (Trauma Tone) Yeah
She got that body I like
Sent her a ticket, now she on the flight She hop off the plane, then she come get the pipe Scammin´, made 50K just in one night The next day, I spent that shit all on some ice When I weigh up a turkey bag, it be precise She wanna motherfuckin´ kick it Come on, let´s fuck in the kitchen In the Beverly Center, I´m drippin´
Yeah, yeah, just dropped her off, now she already miss me I´m never naked, I´m keeping a glizzy Ballin´ just like the the bubble up at Disney She throw it back on me just like a Frisbee She throw it back so good, I bought her Fendi Her titties perky, she gon´ show her cleavage Took me some plastic just to swipe in Cleveland Niggas gon´ hate, they even hate the cheesy
I was just four-fourin´ in some Yeezys I just copped a Ruger-57, no kizzy, yeah Fastin´ all night, I´m dizzy, yeah Bae, I just want your kitty, yeah I just want motherfuckin´ digits, yeah Every strain a nigga burnin´ top notch Lookin´ at the time on the AP bustdown stopwatch Nigga, I´m the reason why the block hot I done put the Cash App card in every Pine Hills mailbox If I get locked up, I´m runnin´ my cell block I´ma lay the wood down, I´ma make her bed rock I´ma keep twins with me, two FNs with me Niggas know I´m stayin´ on point, Spencer Dinwiddie Sellin´ these bales out a house in Peach Tree City I just copped a Lamborghini, I ain´t want the 550
Sold a Q, yeah, trap five for the nine-fifty That is not ´za on your page, it is not sticky You ain´t never stick shit, nigga, you are not drillin´ We ain´t worried ´bout a lil´ bankroll, we got millions We ain´t worried ´bout a lil´ car that you postin´ on the ´Gram, nigga, we just cashed out on two Lams Petty-ass nigga tryna show a nigga three grams Have my shooter comin´ off the bench with a stick like Lou Will, nigga, he the sixth man
Sent her a ticket, now she on the flight She hop off the plane, then she come get the pipe Scammin´, made 50K just in one night The next day, I spent that shit all on some ice When I weigh up a turkey bag, it be precise
She wanna motherfuckin´ kick it Come on, let´s fuck in the kitchen