Spin around on yo block till it's naked
You a bitch ain't on nobody playlist (yeah)
If I need a few racks then I chase it
You ain't no gang you ain't no a-list (ooo)
Now ahe all on that wok and she faded
And I didn't have no drugs but I'm wasted
But im still there right now hit it one
More time and she got me saying (yeah, yeah)
Yeah she know, know what I'm going through
So get close, close let me show you
Can't ignore all the things you do
I need someone that's real
Don't get attached cause I know how that feels
Wrist so clear got the Fiji drip drown a boat that's stuck up in Cabo
I'm flying jets that be brimming with
Benjamin's, heavy load ting like a cargo
Heavy dancing got the feet flying Imma pop smoke like a narco
Poppa poppa got the shotta shotta makin bitches transform margot
Down in the trenches
Got some scars and I know you can't fix it (yeah)
Messin up my head like a sickness
Got my boys with me that's the medicine (woo)
One day I'll be paying the wages
To spit on a mic at stages
Majors got my phone on their pages, cages full of ragers ablazing yeah
Spin around on yo block till it's naked
You a bitch ain't on nobody playlist (yeah)
If I need a few racks then I chase it
You ain't no gang you ain't no a-list (ooo)
Now she all on that wok and she faded
And I didn't have no drugs but I'm wasted
But im still there right now hit it one
More time and she got me saying (yeah, yeah)
Yeah she know, know what I'm going through
So get close, close let me show you
Can't ignore all the things you do
I need someone that's real
Don't get attached cause I know how that feels
Pull up with the gang
Dap up the others lekin I'm just looking for where you'll be at
I see you, You see me we hop scotch to the center and dance
Tabhi baja tera gaana
Pure club mein mach gaya humgama
Volume up par jab hu tere saath tabhi
Tune out the noise mere man mein sanaata
Raat ke baje hai char, phir bhi baithe hum haatho mein haath
Khoobsoorat hai teri aada, sirf sun ni hai teri salah
Door nahi ab paas mere aa, abhi raat hai jawaan, mere aur hai sawal
Hua mujhe pehli baar, shayad isse hi kehte hai pyaar
Yeah, I don't think you got the chops to make it
Give her head so good she quakin'
While I'm out here baby-makin', shakin' fries but she faking
Songs queued up on the playlist
Bollywood bitch, I'm the A-list
Graceful in the woodlands like an impala bitch cause I'm the tamest
Don't know I don't know I don't know what the fuck she going through
I wanna I wanna I wanna make her feel just like I do
I don't know I don't know I don't know what the fuck she going through
I think that I got it all figured cause I wanna be with you
Can't tell the reason why I'm fallin for you baby
679 in the club we dancin baby
Curvy jeans can't wait to see em off you baby
Eyes the window to the heart I can see yours so clearly, yeah
Schemin dreamin of findin the one now
Talked the talk and I'm havin the fun, her
Hips get into groovin so fine, my
Time go slow as we sippin this wine now
She want me at her place right now
Asked you want a taste got me hype now
Oh she know
Oh she know
Spin around on yo block till it's naked
You a bitch ain't on nobody playlist
If I need a few racks then I chase it
You ain't no gang nah no a-list
Now She all on that wok and she faded
And I didn't have no drugs but I'm wasted
But im still there right now hit it one more time and it got me sayin
Yeah she know, know what I'm going through
So get close, close let me show you
Can't ignore all the things you do
I need someone that's real
Don't get attached cause I know how that feels