Intro
Ordering dick like it's up on the menu
Let her take me up out my essentials like
Thotties ain't fallin in love wit
Shawty gon bus it she know my credentials uh
Suck it, she shake it no grimace
I ain't crazy but nigga my fit is
Shoes on Cactus, talking that Travis
Young trendsetter like 40 just shitted
Live life in the fast lane never no slow mo
Hop in like let's go woah
Passenger seat I be shifting the V
Lil shawty be snatching my soul woah
Under my seat is that Miami Heat
Chop roof I'm ready to blow woah
Flyest attire I rock double G
From top to all ten of my toes
If I want it you know ima get it (Uhuh)
Stuck to the money I got an addiction
Ain't fuck with no school when it come to the racks
Like teaching a class ima mathematician uh
Addition never subtracting
I needed the baggage I went and grabbed it like (I did)
4PF jeans they sagging
Smoking on gas in the back of the bach (like damn)
After the club shawty wanna get in it
Pussy pacific I drown in that ocean
I do my dance I ain't talking no griddy
Cup looking filthy I feel like I'm floating
Keeping it real when a lot of ya didn't
They call me the one cause I'm really the chosen
No Sean Paul but a nigga get busy
I'm toting this 50 if I gotta show em like damn
Uhuh
(4 Oh tote a 50)
And this is the intro if you ain't know it like damn
Uhuh
Let her take me up out my essentials like
Thotties ain't fallin in love wit
Shawty gon bus it she know my credentials uh
Suck it, she shake it no grimace
I ain't crazy but nigga my fit is
Shoes on Cactus, talking that Travis
Young trendsetter like 40 just shitted
Live life in the fast lane never no slow mo
Hop in like let's go woah
Passenger seat I be shifting the V
Lil shawty be snatching my soul woah
Under my seat is that Miami Heat
Chop roof I'm ready to blow woah
Flyest attire I rock double G
From top to all ten of my toes
If I want it you know ima get it (Uhuh)
Stuck to the money I got an addiction
Ain't fuck with no school when it come to the racks
Like teaching a class ima mathematician uh
Addition never subtracting
I needed the baggage I went and grabbed it like (I did)
4PF jeans they sagging
Smoking on gas in the back of the bach (like damn)
After the club shawty wanna get in it
Pussy pacific I drown in that ocean
I do my dance I ain't talking no griddy
Cup looking filthy I feel like I'm floating
Keeping it real when a lot of ya didn't
They call me the one cause I'm really the chosen
No Sean Paul but a nigga get busy
I'm toting this 50 if I gotta show em like damn
Uhuh
(4 Oh tote a 50)
And this is the intro if you ain't know it like damn
Uhuh
Credits
Writer(s): Kollegah, Kai Engelmann, Phillip Herwig
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