I usually hint towards what I wanna do

Baby I'm wanting you

Live for it, under my roof

Baby I want-want-want-want-want

I usually hint towards what I wanna do (yeah)

Baby I'm wanting you (okay)

Live for it, under my roof (aye)

Baby I want

Get him a map that boy is lost, like Chris Smoove

I might splash up in her box, I'm that dude

She believing in her rocks, bitch me too

I don't ask no fucking god, I just move

Okay fuck that put your hands up

Got a Glock it's like a bad bitch

It'll blow you when u stand up

Fuck was that last bar

Fuck it I don't care I'm in a fast car

And brother whipping and its 2 am

And I'm running late to the madhouse

Yeah that's my home

And I'm wearing this v-lone

Only silver on my necklace but she fucking with the stones

Lost my crystals at my ex job when I was skipping school

I guess the lesson was to know that I'm the master not the tool

This money like a memory this shit is coming back to me

Told her come on over like her middle name was Valerie

All these fucking greens and I'm barely getting salary

Humble beginnings, those great things ain't out of reach

I know I'm talented

I get the baddest bitch

I get the raddest chicks

Yes all my ex's hot

I know I'm bad at this

Girl put me on her tits

We both like 17

So I can't show the pics

I know I'm talented

I get the baddest bitch-bitch-bitch

I get the raddest chicks-chicks-chicks

Yes all my ex's hot

I know I'm bad at this

Girl put me on her tits

We both like 17 (yeah)

So I can't show the pics (you cannot show them)

Cause that'd be weird

And I'm not weird

Don't send me nudes

I'm still a child, I'm 17 jesus christ