This is my opening statement

Comin' live from the dirt though

Lil’ southern motherfucker but the boy tough as curt blow

Real familiar with the pavement

Leave you in dust on a dirt road

Said they cut you a deal but

Caught your bluff with the stepped on

Cross ya ass up with the step over

Either high or it's low like a vest on

She act real wild when that bestie over

She slept over cause she not slept on

We all slept together like a big storm

Hit em both with the same vest on

But we eating if it's clean

And it’s three course

Turn that bed straight into a restaurant

How bout that drip (ay, woah, ay)

How bout that drip (ay, yeah)

How bout that drip (ay, yeah)

How bout that

How bout that drip (ay, yeah)

How bout that drip (ay, yeah)

(Oh Shit!)

Space cowboy fuck the space force

She love that horseplay

(I think) I think I love her ass on the drink more

But that's still her forte

Fourte, oh Wait, slow paced?

Ok, started with the Lora (them tabs)

Like tenth grade? oh you don't say

Ninety seven babies goin crazy

Flow crazy

Zone spacious

Phone rangin'

Mode activated

Don't start thinking different

Don't start actin crazy

Ian begin this mission

Just to return frustrated

Just let it play with much patience

And much love to the greatest