{Chorus}

Baby imma hit ya up when it’s time

Don’t think this a rhyme

Just wanna make you mine

Past 9, yeah that’s the time

“oh my gosh, why you with her?”

Bcuz she mine, she a dime

“you guys won’t last, hahahaha”

We doing us, wasn’t you the past?

{Verse 1}

Aye go crazy, crazy

Baby you my lady, lady

You my American Idol

Lookin’ at you like “damn she my idol”

Wearing that skin tight dress

Lookin’ at you like “damn she so fire”

Lil mami looking so damn fine

Just like aged fine wine

Gets better by the years

My baby always be kicking them gears

Always clappin’ back, like a lion, roars

“damn she crazy, you like that”

She more sane than your ass

Take a seat and watch us walk pass your ass

She my girl, she my problem

She get sad when i️ ain’t there on time

I’m just like...

{Chorus}

Baby imma hit ya up when it’s time

Don’t think this a rhyme

Just wanna make you mine

Past 9, yeah that’s the time

“oh my gosh, why you with her?”

Bcuz she mine, she a dime

“you guys won’t last, hahahaha”

We doing us, wasn’t you the past?