[Intro]

(Nah, Moop did this one)

[Verse]

I need more of you, I can't get enough

I like how you just fuck me good and let me run this paper up

Brazy bitch, suck my socks off, like how you wake me up

County jail, hittin' pockets, I could never make this up

She's a runner, track star, God didn't chase her

She ain't got no BBL, look at the face on her

Bougie, but ghetto as hell, Glock, no mace on her

She said she ain't have a dad, I went to raisin' her

She in her twenties and call me papi, and no, she not Hispanic

I'm so sorry if I don't know how to be romantic

Excuse me for my language and disrespect towards your family

I talk 'bout different women in my songs and you don't understand it

I don't mean you no wrong, I'm sorry for all my actions

I can't leave you 'lone, I ain't mean to take you for granted

I know it feel like long, just wait, don't be nervous

But it won't be long

Yeah, soon

And car go vroom

Hit up auto place and pull out, shit go zoom

I don't got cash, but mama credit good, so I'ma use her name

Leave the box, then hit up Icebox, then go purchase me a chain

I wanna get married, but I'll wait to buy a ring

But I'll still get you a Cuban link from Johnny Dang

I ain't never took the bus, so I buy all my watches plain

I stole cars and parked them in my mama yard, go ask the gang

That's insane

Blo, you need a chain, Blo, you famous

But tell the courtroom, "Blo, you armed and dangerous"

I hope we get closer and never end up strangers

I don't wanna never leave

It's hard to fall in love again

Excuse me if I look at your friend, excuse me, please again

Excuse me for all these pill bottles, these are Percocet tens