[Intro]

The fact that I-I, woah mane, bitch

Exodus nineteen, nah man

What's up? I'm good

(Luci)

[Verse]

The fact that I gotta be with these fuck niggas

And I'ma let em' down, 'cause I do not fuck with em'

And do you ring a bell? Never, 'cause you suck, nigga

My pistol or my dick, I don't know which bust quicker

I'm-I'm a young nigga

I'm too fire nigga

[Chorus]

I can't fuck with ya

You don't pull figures (Yeah)

She like my credentials (Hey)

And I love her dimples

You cannot stay too close, 'cause I know you a ho

I-I don't brag, bitch, I boast

Make-Make that bitch catch a stroke

Make her stay right there, girl, I'm gone

Put the racks on the stove, woah

I can't fuck with ya

You don't pull figures (Yeah)

Shе like my credentials (Hеy)

And I love her dimples

You cannot stay too close, 'cause I know you a ho

I-I don't brag, bitch, I boast

Make that bitch catch a stroke

[Refrain]

Make her stay right there, girl, I'm gone

Put the racks on the stove

Make her stay right there, girl, I'm gone

Put the racks on the stove

Make her stay right there, girl, I'm gone

Put the racks on the stove

Make her stay right there, girl, I'm gone

Put the racks on the stove