Ayy
Ayy
Ayy
He cant Love You
Cause I'm still in your Life
And I want you
Front ima pull out that frontal
He get put in a pack if he Front too
Put the boy in a fonto
Hit from the back
Pull on your hair Rapunzel
No no no He can't Love you
Ayy
Girl you know I'm a killer don't push me
I know you love when I'm
Killing that, killing that
Straight from the Bronx
From the bookings
Now you need racks if you wanna book him
That boy know he a Peasant
When we meet him that Nigga was begging
On her knees and she giving me blessings
Got a baddie she looking like Megan
Stallion
Fox
She gon make them pants Drop
I'm gon make them bands pop
Niggas talking they don't wanna box
I don't wanna replace you
If he want a you then he gotta come take you
I need your hands on your ankles
Back to the hood if you ungrateful
And he knows how we stepping
Go to the school and pick up his step kid
Making sure he get the message
Making sure he get the
Put that boy in the trunk
Stay low like I'm on the run
Why they acting like I ain't the one?
Slap that boy tell him go get his gun
Im getting me some pussy
That's what he thought
But I'm really outside and I don't talk
I love the way that you talk
Bae
She from the streets of new York
Ayy
And she know im a boss
Demolition I beat up her walls
When I was down I had no one to call
When you down I'm the one that you call
He cant Love You
Cause I'm still in your Life
And I want you
Front ima pull out that frontal
He get put in a pack if he Front too
Put the boy in a fonto
Hit from the back
Pull on your hair Rapunzel
No no no He can't Love you
He cant Love You
Cause I'm still in your Life
And I want you
Front ima pull out that frontal
He get put in a pack if he Front too
Put the boy in a fonto
Hit from the back
Pull on your hair Rapunzel
No no no He can't Love you