Go On

She don't wanna' talk about it
She wanna dance
She just like to go out
Bring a friend
She don't like them east girls
She from the west
She just like to go on
And on on
I don't like Yo' vibe baby
I'm off of this
I don't want Yo' pussy cat
No
It ain't the best
She think she gone get me trapped
But im the kid
Baby I can go on
And on on

Petty fellipen
She always pull up in the Jeep
I get tired of
hearing that car go beep
She got so much cargo in those jeans
I nicknamed her fleet
That's my lil' snowflake
Her body on fleek
Put the ice up on her neck
Then
Put the ice up on her feet
She a wine-o
Shawty stuck to the wine bottle
She apart of my Instagram likes
But she ain't nobody's model
She a Diddy bop
Janet Jackson
Make her titties pop
She ain't no city girl
But she's addicted to the city life
And all the dick that come with it
It ain't my fault
You gone be aight
Just keep that pussy on you
And keep it tight

She don't wanna' talk about it
She wanna dance
She just like to go out
Bring a friend
She don't like them east girls
She from the west
She just like to go on
And on on
I don't like Yo' vibe baby
I'm off of this
I don't want Yo' pussy cat
It ain't the best
She think she gone get me trapped
But im the kid
Baby I can go on
And on on

She say that she mad
That she saw me on the gram
She say you can't text me back
I caught you going H.A.M
Say I never give her slack
But I don't give a damn
I tell her to go hard
Or go home
Spanish mommie back home
She want me to tap her out
I ain't trynna' fuck
Hit like Manny Pacquiao
She feel like Fiona
Shit I finally let that dragon out
She don't think I want her
Guess there ain't no need
For straggin' now
Aye go home
Go head
Go on
To your bed
I'll be there
So be here waiting
In your panties and underwear
Mmmm
Hmmm



Credits
Writer(s): Quaterius Shanks
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