Intro ft. Henfaceman & CamDaGuapo Lyrics

Shorty tryna leave the party early, I said so am I

Told 'em bring the bottles, 'cause my brothers brought another vibe, we outside

Nineteen forty-two inside my cup with the ice, so a player feeling alright

Told 'em when we walk into the function, law low, 'cause they peepin' on the house-lights

I just made a hundred of a hobby while I'm fucking on your housewife, that's life

And I said that ass mine

Made him put a leash on her, uh

Made that boy put a leash on a bitch, uh

Fat Joe, watch me lean on a bitch, uh

Steady ducking, while you fiend for the bitch, uh

Tom Brady, put my ring in a bitch, uh

Drink my nut, now my genes in a bitch

Tryna ride the fucking wave, we sending beams in a bitch

She tryna kick it, Shorty fiend for the kid

I might fuck around and take her, Sean King' on a bitch

I guess She like they way I move big steppin'

Come on baby, Come on baby, Get into it

I'm shooting for the stars, but I'm aiming for the moon

Bitch I'm all about respect, bust down VVS

I want some diamonds on my neck, buy a new Patek

I want to be the flyest nigga, ridin' in a jet

She at the party acting like She don't know nobody

Come on babygirl, You know I need a homebody

I know you fuckin' with a lame, He a nobody

Now you fuckin' with a player, Bitch I'm somebody

I'll be that nigga that dress you up, not mess you up

I need a whole thing of Henny so it can fuck me up

I just wanna cross you up, I still don't give a fuck

Thinking 'bout a new play, I need to run it up

I need my money in blues, like I ain't boss enough

Fuck signing for a milly, Bitch that aint enough

(Bitch that ain't enough, Fuck signing for a milly, Bitch that ain't enough)

(Hol' on, Look)

(Hol' on, Look)

I can tell that she da realist by the way she rock

She can tell that I'm a player by the way I talk

Baby show me how you movin' that'll say a lot

I step in beat the pussy like a big dawg

Givin' chills all on her body make me icy

I walk in and they like "Damn, that boy pricey"

I be speedin' with the police right behind me

Like where they at I don't know, but they not by me

I'm staying over, I'll be gone by tomorrow

Sleepin' with a model

She getting real touchy while we fuckin' up a bottle

I hit her with some moves that she gon' feel over her sorrow

I can't stop leadin' ways 'cause they follow

She just wanna lay back smoke gelato

I just wanna bitch who lick it til' it finishes

My lil baby always trippen 'cause they feelin' this

Some money money on my palm yeah I really wish

I ain't sleepin' on for shit 'cause I'm never tired

I told that bitch to pull up on me with the right attire

Don't be sendin' all em shots before it backfire

It's DaGuapo in this bitch, put a bag prior

And I can tell she love the sex, by the way she dress

We gon' slide to fuck it up and then We gon' leave a mess

You not gon' put it in my pocket, then I won't attend

I'm bout a check baby, I'm 'bout to get, that's on God

Amen