Hit her up, hit her up x2

PRE-CHORUS/CHORUS:

Hit her up in the DM's

Re-up with the greens, man

She hit me back we in agreeance

We fuckin on the low, smokin tree and (Tree and)

Feel free to see me when you're fiending

VERSE I:

Yea, I slide into the convo

Yea, no I'm never subtle (No I'm never subtle)

Yea, thrusting like a shuttle

Leaving you with no rebuttal

Come in so fluent

I don't know how I do it

I coming in here and I'm about to fuckin screw it all up

I'm bout to chop

I don't really understand

I'm spitting off the top, oh

Ya ya ya, and I'm feelin lil

Ya ya ya ya, and I pop a pill

Ya ya ya ya, how I fuckin feel

Sad as fuck but I'm still feeling fuckin trill

(PRE-CHORUS)

(CHORUS)

VERSE II:

I don't really want this

Feelin like Harambe

Doing good gettin good, never bout that sloppy

If your down for the dl nobody gonna stop thee

Doing you like an ape now they want to shoot me

Wanna shoot me x2

And they wanna shoot me

(Yuh, yuh yuh)

Yea I'm jockin like a motherfucker

Walking on these porkers

Sliden into the dms

Genuine with the P.S

You wanna have sex at the crib

(CHORUS)