Private
Squa
Talk to 'em
They was like
They was like
She got a boyfriend, she text me in private
I like it when she get on top and she riding
If I say the word then my shooters go sliding
Keep talking on us and you know that you dying
Keep it 100, you gotta stop lying
Get rid of that girl, I don't do all that crying
Cold heart, got the heart of a lion
He talking too much, that choppa make him silent
That is my money, she not touching my bands
He pull up on time, I call it "perfect timing"
In a few years I might move out to the west
She told me she love me, I think she want sex
She talking so dirty and rubbing my chest
When I'm done with this music I don't know what's next
I daydream myself flying in a jet
They don't think that I got it, but I got a tec
We gone mop that boy up like we cleaning the deck
Drop me off to the bank and I go get my check
I been kinda busy been doing a lot and she texting my phone, "Why you taking so long?"
I laughed and replied with two crying emojis, "Girl, I was making a song"
She post a lil dirty pic of herself and she asking me, "Boy when you coming home?"
I told that girl, "I don't know" and she told me "hurry up", she don't like being all alone
And we pulling up right in a four-door
She asking can she take a photo
He say that I'm lacking but I got a pole though
I'm all by myself, I do this all solo
If I pull it out, then you know imma blow
If you tryna stay, then you better go
I got some money, but I want some more
No, I don't wanna go back broke
(Yeeeeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Oooh)
(Oooh-woah)
(Yeeaah)
She got a boyfriend, she text me in private (Yeah)
I like it when she get on top and she riding (Ahhh)
If I say the word then my shooters go sliding
Keep talking on us and you know that you dying
Keep it 100, you gotta stop lying
Get rid of that girl, I don't do all that crying
Cold heart, got the heart of a lion
He talking too much, that choppa make him silent
That is my money, she not touching my bands
He pull up on time, I call it "perfect timing"
(She got a boyfriend, she text me in private)
(I like it when she get on top and she riding)
(If I say the word then my shooters go sliding)
(Keep talking on us and you know that you dying)
(Keep it 100, you gotta stop lying)
(Get rid of that girl, I don't do all that crying)
(Cold heart, got the heart of a lion)
(He talking too much, that choppa make him silent)
(That is my-)
Talk to 'em
They was like
They was like
She got a boyfriend, she text me in private
I like it when she get on top and she riding
If I say the word then my shooters go sliding
Keep talking on us and you know that you dying
Keep it 100, you gotta stop lying
Get rid of that girl, I don't do all that crying
Cold heart, got the heart of a lion
He talking too much, that choppa make him silent
That is my money, she not touching my bands
He pull up on time, I call it "perfect timing"
In a few years I might move out to the west
She told me she love me, I think she want sex
She talking so dirty and rubbing my chest
When I'm done with this music I don't know what's next
I daydream myself flying in a jet
They don't think that I got it, but I got a tec
We gone mop that boy up like we cleaning the deck
Drop me off to the bank and I go get my check
I been kinda busy been doing a lot and she texting my phone, "Why you taking so long?"
I laughed and replied with two crying emojis, "Girl, I was making a song"
She post a lil dirty pic of herself and she asking me, "Boy when you coming home?"
I told that girl, "I don't know" and she told me "hurry up", she don't like being all alone
And we pulling up right in a four-door
She asking can she take a photo
He say that I'm lacking but I got a pole though
I'm all by myself, I do this all solo
If I pull it out, then you know imma blow
If you tryna stay, then you better go
I got some money, but I want some more
No, I don't wanna go back broke
(Yeeeeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Oooh)
(Oooh-woah)
(Yeeaah)
She got a boyfriend, she text me in private (Yeah)
I like it when she get on top and she riding (Ahhh)
If I say the word then my shooters go sliding
Keep talking on us and you know that you dying
Keep it 100, you gotta stop lying
Get rid of that girl, I don't do all that crying
Cold heart, got the heart of a lion
He talking too much, that choppa make him silent
That is my money, she not touching my bands
He pull up on time, I call it "perfect timing"
(She got a boyfriend, she text me in private)
(I like it when she get on top and she riding)
(If I say the word then my shooters go sliding)
(Keep talking on us and you know that you dying)
(Keep it 100, you gotta stop lying)
(Get rid of that girl, I don't do all that crying)
(Cold heart, got the heart of a lion)
(He talking too much, that choppa make him silent)
(That is my-)
Credits
Writer(s): Treyvis Evans
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