You want my freedom (you want my freedom)
You want my body
I don't know no so-so
I been icy like a froyo
Find me on my dolo
I'm so fine I make your throat close
You either lying or you don't know
You want some flavor, shit I spice it up
I been so high 'cause I'm the pilot son
Them shorties piling up
You wanna be the runner-up, or you gon' tighten up
Listen, learn to roll a blunt for me and light it up
Be the best, better own your block (your block)
Both your man and your girl gon' flock (gon' flock)
Yeah, we go 'cause the world don't stop (don't stop)
Come on baby better earn those stocks
If you pull up for a hand, then I'ma reach yeah
If you pull up in the chat, I drop a peach yeah
Got you poolin' like you Carolina beach yeah
Heard I put it down like murder on the beat yeah
I got it locked, and you just got a foreign key yeah
You wanna knock it down, you wanna quarantine yeah
You wanna cuddle when we watch a horror scene yeah
And you ain't never want nobody more than me yeah
Listen, I'm just in my vibe and I ain't lookin' (I ain't lookin')
I don't need the icing not the pudding (not the pudding)
Nah, I can't only like it, gotta love it (gotta love it)
You better make it more enticing, no I'm cuttin', eh
You want my freedom (you want my freedom)
You want my body
I don't know no so-so
I been icy like a froyo
Find me on my dolo (find me on my dolo)
I'm so fine I make your throat close
You either lying or you don't know, (ayy, what up?)
Ain't no mediocre, true
I'ma whip the ride with no chauffeur
I'ma whip, whip the ride
No surprise who's inside
Burger B sellin' pies
Butter pecan thighs
And I don't do that mediocre half ass bullshit
Me I'm with the full shits
I really wish you would, sis
'Cause I could show you what it look like when shit get fugly
Either they tryin' to hate me or they dyin' to fuck me
And the truth is
If a bitch get a whiff of my shit have her lifted lovely
'Cause I'm with the Toronto shits
Rolled Toronto spliff with my Toronto bitch (I do)
I done did so many shows got Toronto rich (for real)
Canadian dollars, honorary Canadian scholar
Don't bother tryna come for me, I'm high and mighty
Get up on the line and call Haviah Mighty
She keep a dirty ting under clean white tee
If you tryna fight her, then you tryna fight me
All that yakkity yapping, that talkin'
Don't move me (no)
Task force enforced to off ya kufi
All that money talk is funny, it's a whole joke
Listen, either they lyin' or these hoes broke
I don't know no so-so
I been icy like a froyo
Find me on my dolo
I'm so fine I make your throat close
You either lying or you don't know