Ay
Yo, ay
Hey yo, ay
Where's my mask? Ay
1500 for the Wockhardt, ayy
I'ma pour it out on my Pop Tarts, ayy
We don't lock eyes but we lock hearts
Really with my cock hard, baby I'm a rockstar, ayy
Bitch, you are not hard, ayy
I just want the mouth 'cause the mouth hard, ayy, yeah
Like a track star, ay, make that lil' bitch run backwards, ay, yeah
I'm in a black car
Nigga just dip and she wanna know what that's for, ay, yeah
I ain't make it that far, you just need a password
Shawty, what you sad for, ay, yeah
What you bad for, ay
She said, what you wanna be my dad for, ay, yeah
'Cause I'm that boy
Ain't nobody fucking with me, especially not that boy, ay, yeah
Not your past boy
Shawty like a bad boy but those are not bad boys, ay, yeah
Nah them niggas pussy, baby girl
Anybody but me just a bad boy, ay, yeah
Here's the kicker, ay, shawty right there not a kisser, ay, yeah
But I'ma kiss her, ay
'Cause when she leave, she gon' leave, I'ma miss her, ay, yeah
I'm a sinner, heart real cold from the winter
Heart still froze from the winter
But that's why she fuck with me
'Cause she colder than December, take a picture, lil' bitch
Yo, Timber, ayy, let that bitch down, she for dinner, ayy, yeah
I'ma pin her, ayy, down to the bed I'm all in her, ayy, yeah
You're the winner, ayy
And I'ma get to fuck 'cause I'm a winner, ayy, yeah
Feel her shiver, ayy
I ain't feeling any cold, it's just the winter, ayy, yeah
That was stupid, stupid, stupid
I said it to you, I could do it, ay, ay
1500 for the Wockhardt, ayy
I'ma pour it out on my Pop Tarts, ayy
We don't lock eyes but we lock hearts
Really with my cock hard, baby I'm a rockstar, ayy
Bitch, you are not hard, ayy
I just want the mouth 'cause the mouth hard, ayy, yeah
Like a track star, ayy, make that lil' bitch run backwards, ayy, yeah
I'm in a black car
Nigga just dip and she wanna know what that's for, ayy, yeah
I ain't make it that far, you just need a password
Shawty, what you sad for ayy, yeah
No, fuck that, fuck that, fuck that, ay, wait, ay, ay
1500 for the Wockhardt, ayy
I'ma pour it out on my Pop Tarts, ayy
We don't lock eyes but we lock hearts
Really with my cock hard, baby I'm a rockstar, ayy
Bitch, you are not hard, ayy
I just want the mouth 'cause the mouth hard, ayy, yeah
Like a track star, ayy, make that lil' bitch run backwards, ayy, yeah
I'm in a black car
Nigga just dip and she wanna know what that's for, ayy, yeah
I ain't make it that far, you just need a password
Shawty, what you sad for ayy, yeah