IN THE MIRROR
I can tell you ain't regular out here
Turn around let me see it in the mirror
Can you make yo ass clap
Like you cheering
You do it right
I might want you to have my children
Don't care about your niggas
Tell em share like Air drop
I ain't signed to young money but I can make your bed rock
Never speak on the game, that's already in the headlock
I'ma keep putting that shit on in case the feds watch
Is you gon' throw it back for them bucks, I ain't from Tampa bay
I ain't get these from the kiosk, baby, these Prada shades
I like how you get nasty like hollandaise I can beat it from different angles a lot
of ways
She got bitches, I got bitches, she think she me or somethin
She the player, I'm the coach, let's cheat like Nia's Husband
Can we use no rubber so I can feel it more
I get happy in a hole like I'm Gilmore
Send some attachments to my phone
You gon get nasty in the mirror
To my songs
And ion wanna see no thong
Butta ball bucked naked
I want it falling off the bone
4K, spread it open
I want your ass like my gang, a lot of motion
Nigga sad, I got tears on my denim
Watch when i sign my deal
How bitches on my pickle
Bro ain't got no sense
He wild wit a four nickel
I put on drip foreal these niggas barely drizzle
I be wit certified steppers
Better show yo credentials
I keep a thick bitch
I like a big ass wit some dimples
Regular job and trap too baby ima hustler
Chick fil a service
Say my pleasure to my customers
Good hygiene when we fuck
I ain't tryna smell shit
I'm the type a nigga after we fuck
I get yo hair did
And your nails did
Cause baby i ain't selfish
Word on the street you was a hoe
Girl I could care less
Shit I was too
shit do what you do
I had to ghost me a lot of bitches, I had a lot of boo's
These niggas be dick hoppin', they got a lot of Crews
Mob got a lot of drakes, nigga, that's a lot of views
She keep a cannon in her purse, she be wildin' too
Can we do it on the balcony with the island view
She gon' bring a friend to join, cause she like bitches too
I gotta work my move, gotta work my one too
I can tell you ain't regular out here
Turn around, let me see it in the mirror
Can you make your ass clap like you cheering
You do it right, I might want you to have my children
Don't care about your niggas, tell them share like Air drop
I ain't signed to young money, but I can make your bed rock
Never speak on a game that's already in the headlock
I'ma keep putting that shit on in case the feds watch
Feds watch
In case the feds watch
Feds watch
Feds watch
Turn around let me see it in the mirror
Can you make yo ass clap
Like you cheering
You do it right
I might want you to have my children
Don't care about your niggas
Tell em share like Air drop
I ain't signed to young money but I can make your bed rock
Never speak on the game, that's already in the headlock
I'ma keep putting that shit on in case the feds watch
Is you gon' throw it back for them bucks, I ain't from Tampa bay
I ain't get these from the kiosk, baby, these Prada shades
I like how you get nasty like hollandaise I can beat it from different angles a lot
of ways
She got bitches, I got bitches, she think she me or somethin
She the player, I'm the coach, let's cheat like Nia's Husband
Can we use no rubber so I can feel it more
I get happy in a hole like I'm Gilmore
Send some attachments to my phone
You gon get nasty in the mirror
To my songs
And ion wanna see no thong
Butta ball bucked naked
I want it falling off the bone
4K, spread it open
I want your ass like my gang, a lot of motion
Nigga sad, I got tears on my denim
Watch when i sign my deal
How bitches on my pickle
Bro ain't got no sense
He wild wit a four nickel
I put on drip foreal these niggas barely drizzle
I be wit certified steppers
Better show yo credentials
I keep a thick bitch
I like a big ass wit some dimples
Regular job and trap too baby ima hustler
Chick fil a service
Say my pleasure to my customers
Good hygiene when we fuck
I ain't tryna smell shit
I'm the type a nigga after we fuck
I get yo hair did
And your nails did
Cause baby i ain't selfish
Word on the street you was a hoe
Girl I could care less
Shit I was too
shit do what you do
I had to ghost me a lot of bitches, I had a lot of boo's
These niggas be dick hoppin', they got a lot of Crews
Mob got a lot of drakes, nigga, that's a lot of views
She keep a cannon in her purse, she be wildin' too
Can we do it on the balcony with the island view
She gon' bring a friend to join, cause she like bitches too
I gotta work my move, gotta work my one too
I can tell you ain't regular out here
Turn around, let me see it in the mirror
Can you make your ass clap like you cheering
You do it right, I might want you to have my children
Don't care about your niggas, tell them share like Air drop
I ain't signed to young money, but I can make your bed rock
Never speak on a game that's already in the headlock
I'ma keep putting that shit on in case the feds watch
Feds watch
In case the feds watch
Feds watch
Feds watch
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Writer(s): R Crawford
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