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Wanted to cook up some dope shit so we in the stu, just whipping the pot (whip it)

Never gon' fold in front all of the pressure, I came to claim me a spot (spot)

My brothers all warned me "Ayy bro she a thot," but I still like her a lot (a lot)

The AC ain't broken but shit felt too hot, even when I was on top (top)

Countin' up commas and digits, 'bout to pay her a visit later today

Played her my music, told me she dig it, give a fuck bout what anyone say (fuck it)

Sippin' on Chardonnay with the filet

Livin' the life that you cannot relate (uh, uh)

Try to catch up, you still miles away

Do what I say, like this ain't a debate

Out in the wild, we wildin'

From head to toe, we stylin'

Always on the move, no stable

Bitches be bad like Megan Thee Stallion

After the greens but I ain't no vegan

Money's the one thing I pledge allegiance

Do what I want and I don't need a reason

Switch up my flow like the change of the seasons

She like what I do, tell her bring a friend, wait no, make it two

Turn around, hit it from the back, by the end of the night, might as well just make it loose, uh, yeah

I got a lot on my mind, not just the regular kind

Look for the truth I can't find, that's why I stay up deciding

Where I'm gonna head for the day

She gon' give me head when I say

She the baddest bitch in this place

While yours stay plainer than Jane

Some people just keep switching they lanes

Don't have a plan, but go out their way

Craving for shit they don't really deserve

Whether it be clout, money, or fame

Wanted to cook up some dope shit so we in the stu, just whipping the pot (whip it)

Never gon' fold in front all of the pressure, I came to claim me a spot (spot)

My brothers all warned me "Ayy bro she a thot," but I still like her a lot (a lot)

The AC ain't broken but shit felt too hot, even when I was on top (top)

Countin' up commas and digits, 'bout to pay her a visit later today

Played her my music, told me she dig it, give a fuck bout what anyone say (fuck it)

Sippin' on Chardonnay with the filet

Livin' the life that you cannot relate (uh, uh)

Try to catch up, you still miles away

Do what I say, like this ain't a debate

I want to do something, I hit up bronem, no question asked, he always on go

Money over bitches, tryin' to secure the bag, but these bitches be doing the most (too much)

In the club, she working on bro, gave him the eyes and pulled down his draws

Went in there without a plan, but I know he be like me, we calm and composed

They ask me, "What's on your mind?" I be like "Money, these days"

I ain't selfish, still want it all to myself, 100-meter, no relay

I heard what she said, but Imma still eat it up and take a bite of that cheese cake

Want me to leave her, in the morning, all that came out her mouth was "Please stay"