Looney
Gotta keep two hoes
One that's bougie
One that's ratchets
She looney off my tunes
I get looney when she ratchet
Some one come get this hoe up off my phone
Dialects I can't understand
The language not the tone
I'm all up in her mind
Baby look gimme a minute
Im about to break your spine
But first lemme snap
Ima snap
Like baby hit you with no clap
Ima slid up from the back
Spend a 100
Only make it make sense
If we get 100 back
Bentley coupe
Tinted windows
Purple glow
I'm evolving like that
Hold my phone
Cus I got hoes
That love to call me right back
Plead for me
Yea
Won't you plead for me?
Can't resist-
For me?
Yea
Can't resist for me?
Need a bitch to regulate the bitches
On my body
Cus my body
Ain't no forever body
Rock your body
Lemme come and rock your body
I'm all in
Sneaky linking
Baby
Got me feeling like a robbery
Window shopping
Telling me
Are you sure you walked in
Like a salsa
Baby dance with me
I hit you with the sauce
Then classify me as a dip
I'm smooth
Your soft
It's a perfect fit
Hold my manners
When I hold your bitch
Took a drive
And now I took your bitch
I'm Mr.TKS
I'm all up in her fit
Don't disclose our love
The way she discards the flics
I'm all she needing
But she's just for what I wish
Press me
Test me
She got something in mind
One that's bougie
One that's ratchets
She looney off my tunes
I get looney when she ratchet
Some one come get this hoe up off my phone
Dialects I can't understand
The language not the tone
I'm all up in her mind
Baby look gimme a minute
Im about to break your spine
But first lemme snap
Ima snap
Like baby hit you with no clap
Ima slid up from the back
Spend a 100
Only make it make sense
If we get 100 back
Bentley coupe
Tinted windows
Purple glow
I'm evolving like that
Hold my phone
Cus I got hoes
That love to call me right back
Plead for me
Yea
Won't you plead for me?
Can't resist-
For me?
Yea
Can't resist for me?
Need a bitch to regulate the bitches
On my body
Cus my body
Ain't no forever body
Rock your body
Lemme come and rock your body
I'm all in
Sneaky linking
Baby
Got me feeling like a robbery
Window shopping
Telling me
Are you sure you walked in
Like a salsa
Baby dance with me
I hit you with the sauce
Then classify me as a dip
I'm smooth
Your soft
It's a perfect fit
Hold my manners
When I hold your bitch
Took a drive
And now I took your bitch
I'm Mr.TKS
I'm all up in her fit
Don't disclose our love
The way she discards the flics
I'm all she needing
But she's just for what I wish
Press me
Test me
She got something in mind
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Writer(s): Jose Gonzalez Rico
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