Outside
Uzoma come here
Been bout my paper lately, she want that
What you doing baby, been bout my paper lately
She want that new Mercedes, you gon' drive me crazy
I wear my hat just like my hoes they to the side
She said which one should I wear I can't decide
Come on let's ride, cus' we outside yeah
I ain't gon' trip bout' what we do I'm just gon' vibe
I got her number she done joined my IG live
Man I ain't tripping I got hoes they by the five
We drop the top, now we on top
Now I ain't gon' fuck unless she throw that ass on top
She gave me top, it's quite a lot
I like to smoke and drive, no parking lots
It's just a minor setback, but we got things to do
If you ain't got at least a band then I ain't gon' speak to you
Now I been shooting shit like GTA my money blue
I'm in her mouth, I'm in her throat, I'm in her tummy too
I said homie what the fuck you gon' do
I hit you girl, I hit your mom and sister too
If she know Jonah you should prolly worry too
It ain't my fault that I be popping and I'm cute
What you doing baby, been bout my paper lately
She want that new Mercedes, you gon' drive me crazy
I wear my hat just like my hoes they to the side
She said which one should I wear I can't decide
Come on let's ride, cus' we outside yeah
I ain't gon' trip bout' what we do I'm just gon' vibe
I got her number she done joined my IG live
Man I ain't tripping I got hoes they by the five
Been bout my paper lately, she want that
What you doing baby, been bout my paper lately
She want that new Mercedes, you gon' drive me crazy
I wear my hat just like my hoes they to the side
She said which one should I wear I can't decide
Come on let's ride, cus' we outside yeah
I ain't gon' trip bout' what we do I'm just gon' vibe
I got her number she done joined my IG live
Man I ain't tripping I got hoes they by the five
We drop the top, now we on top
Now I ain't gon' fuck unless she throw that ass on top
She gave me top, it's quite a lot
I like to smoke and drive, no parking lots
It's just a minor setback, but we got things to do
If you ain't got at least a band then I ain't gon' speak to you
Now I been shooting shit like GTA my money blue
I'm in her mouth, I'm in her throat, I'm in her tummy too
I said homie what the fuck you gon' do
I hit you girl, I hit your mom and sister too
If she know Jonah you should prolly worry too
It ain't my fault that I be popping and I'm cute
What you doing baby, been bout my paper lately
She want that new Mercedes, you gon' drive me crazy
I wear my hat just like my hoes they to the side
She said which one should I wear I can't decide
Come on let's ride, cus' we outside yeah
I ain't gon' trip bout' what we do I'm just gon' vibe
I got her number she done joined my IG live
Man I ain't tripping I got hoes they by the five
Credits
Writer(s): Jonah Thomas
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