[Intro]
If your beauty I'd no longer see
Would you leave me, pretty baby
And if I thought it best to set you free, yeah
Would you hate me
If you would please tell me now so I can
[Verse 1]
Penthouse suite, henny with a robe
That's a big W, used to rock a top from Big W
Now I'm rocking Fendi to my toes
10 ounce deep while a brother had a vogue
It's a blacked out jeep, it's a semi full of coke
Cares about sleep bruh, I think it's been a week
A hoodie on, went and died on 'em
Kenny to the bros, I was back to the cold
Never step back never fold, man up or stand on the spot
I ain't gotta dip dip, shoota' with a clip clip
But I got a big, big plan for the guap
Lost in the party, molly and Charlie, I can make a bad one dance on the WAP
Brah, I ain't really left this couch in a week, but this Fitbit thinks boy ran 'round the block cuz the heart rate pumpin'
[Chorus]
My, my, my Lord
I ain't Rhianna or Bryson or Khaled, but i got these wild, wild, wild thoughts
Slide, slide, slide raw
Sldie, slide, slide, my, my, my lord
I ain't Rhianna or Bryson or Khaled, but I got these wild wild thoughts, wild wild thoughts
Whoo
[Verse 2]
This are banging the beat bumps
Imma fuck the world till' the family tree up
Cause steez up, three bad bitches and weed blunts
The steez up, three bad bitches and weed blunts
But mum know her son down
Shits and darkness, drift apart, the shits the hardest
And that's probably why I drown in the drinks and lager
Spliffs and ganja, chillin' in a chicks apartment, go
Goin'
Puff three J's in a whip
I don't do love, but if chick wanna fuck, it look like I'm bustin' babe on a hip
I don't sell drugs, but I live life rough, so it look like Pablo came to the crib
I don't sell drugs, but I live life rough, so it look like-
Nah don't say that, nah don't say that
If you know then you know
The booty so fat man, Chill' must scoop that
Get behind it and rewind it, Brrrrr
Over and over I loop that
She goes Skrr
Drop it like it's hot, that's Pharrell on a Snoop track
Gave her the ugh one time, and she told all her friends that we fuck on the group chat
Who do that?
Who do that?
Puff three J's in a whip
I don't do love, but if chick wanna fuck, it look like I'm bustin' babe on a hip
I don't sell drugs, but I live life rough, so it look like Pablo came to the crib
I don't sell drugs, but I live life rough, so it look like-
Fuck that shit nah, fuck that shit go hahaha
Look like Pablo came to the crib, look like
L- look like Pablo came to the, Pablo came to the-
Puff three J's in a whip
I don't do love, but if chick wanna fuck, it look like I'm bustin' babe on a, bustin' babe on a-
If your beauty I'd no longer see
Would you leave me, pretty baby
And if I thought it best to set you free, yeah
Would you hate me
If you would please tell me now so I can
[Verse 1]
Penthouse suite, henny with a robe
That's a big W, used to rock a top from Big W
Now I'm rocking Fendi to my toes
10 ounce deep while a brother had a vogue
It's a blacked out jeep, it's a semi full of coke
Cares about sleep bruh, I think it's been a week
A hoodie on, went and died on 'em
Kenny to the bros, I was back to the cold
Never step back never fold, man up or stand on the spot
I ain't gotta dip dip, shoota' with a clip clip
But I got a big, big plan for the guap
Lost in the party, molly and Charlie, I can make a bad one dance on the WAP
Brah, I ain't really left this couch in a week, but this Fitbit thinks boy ran 'round the block cuz the heart rate pumpin'
[Chorus]
My, my, my Lord
I ain't Rhianna or Bryson or Khaled, but i got these wild, wild, wild thoughts
Slide, slide, slide raw
Sldie, slide, slide, my, my, my lord
I ain't Rhianna or Bryson or Khaled, but I got these wild wild thoughts, wild wild thoughts
Whoo
[Verse 2]
This are banging the beat bumps
Imma fuck the world till' the family tree up
Cause steez up, three bad bitches and weed blunts
The steez up, three bad bitches and weed blunts
But mum know her son down
Shits and darkness, drift apart, the shits the hardest
And that's probably why I drown in the drinks and lager
Spliffs and ganja, chillin' in a chicks apartment, go
Goin'
Puff three J's in a whip
I don't do love, but if chick wanna fuck, it look like I'm bustin' babe on a hip
I don't sell drugs, but I live life rough, so it look like Pablo came to the crib
I don't sell drugs, but I live life rough, so it look like-
Nah don't say that, nah don't say that
If you know then you know
The booty so fat man, Chill' must scoop that
Get behind it and rewind it, Brrrrr
Over and over I loop that
She goes Skrr
Drop it like it's hot, that's Pharrell on a Snoop track
Gave her the ugh one time, and she told all her friends that we fuck on the group chat
Who do that?
Who do that?
Puff three J's in a whip
I don't do love, but if chick wanna fuck, it look like I'm bustin' babe on a hip
I don't sell drugs, but I live life rough, so it look like Pablo came to the crib
I don't sell drugs, but I live life rough, so it look like-
Fuck that shit nah, fuck that shit go hahaha
Look like Pablo came to the crib, look like
L- look like Pablo came to the, Pablo came to the-
Puff three J's in a whip
I don't do love, but if chick wanna fuck, it look like I'm bustin' babe on a, bustin' babe on a-
( Chillinit )
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