Ain't no fuckin' janitor, my brodie got that mop
She just wanna ride, I tell lil' shorty, "Get on top"
Used to tour in Camry's, all my homies slept on cots
We was tryna get it, diddy boppin', it don't stop
Ayy
Ayy
Cook up in the 'yo, you know it's steady marination (hey)
Saint Laurent cologne but gelato be my fragrance (hey)
Him and I rap but there is no further relation (nah)
I chef up like Ramsay when he puttin' on that apron (ooh)
Apron, all my homies steady apin' (apin')
Bangin' on my chest
Where the camera? Baby, tape this (ayy)
She don't get naked for many, she told me her body sacred (sacred)
But she said that Russell finna break it
I got enemies everywhere that got jealousy issues (jealousy issues)
Heard you said some shit 'bout me, your homies better be with you (better be with you)
I don't pay like every dude, man, I'm already official
Shorty ass hella big, super heavy with dimples, ayy
Ain't no fuckin' janitor, my brodie got that mop
She just wanna ride, I tell lil' shorty, "Get on top"
Used to tour in Camry's, all my homies slept on cots
We was tryna get it, diddy boppin', it don't stop
(Can't stop, won't stop)
Harlem shakin' on my block
I've been on the gettin', baby, I ain't gon' get got
L-M-F-A-O, laughing throwin' shot, shot, shot, shots
Russell coming live from the mother fuckin' dot
Cook up in the 'yo, you know it's steady marination (hey)
Saint Laurent cologne but gelato be my fragrance (woo)
Him and I rap but there is no further relation (nah)
I chef up like Ramsay when he puttin' on that apron (hey)
Apron, all my homies steady apin'
Bangin' on my chest
Where the camera? Baby, tape this
She don't get naked for many, she told me her body sacred (sacred)
But she said that Russell finna break it
Look, get low like this, girl
Get on ride this
Tell a boy talkin' spicy, "Please, hop off my dick"
She done said she don't give head, I left like, "Fuck it, I'm sick"
To my old bitches, I'm grown gettin' more digits
I be dough splittin', ten toes, pimpin', no slippin'
Mixin' potion, and boy, I'm smokin' that potent
And I be give and gettin', but she and her they go with me
(Richvale) I got it from here, you can tell 'em all, "Relax"
They comin' through with jokes, but I always had the facts
Lowkey in the whip, treatin' the highway like a track
She looked at me and told me, "Bring that shit back"
You know I
Cook up in the 'yo, you know it's steady marination (woo)
Saint Laurent cologne but gelato be my fragrance (hey)
Him and I rap but there is no further relation (nah)
I chef up like Ramsay when he puttin' on that apron (ayy)
Apron, all my homies steady apin' (ayy)
Bangin' on my chest
Where the camera? Baby, tape this (tape this)
She don't get naked for many, she told me her body sacred
(What she say?) but she said that Russell finna break it, ayy
Let that ride out
Russell fuckin' up them streets
Sher whippin' up them beats, hey