Imma keep it a buck twenty

I ain't really fucking with shorty

She walk funny

I don't really fuck with these Niggas

These niggas dummies

Weirdoes selling they soul for a little money

Ain't it funny

I'm not gonna lie we outside

All season if you wanna ride then get in line

Baby girl don't fall in love just fall in line

If we don't mate I skate like inline

I'm outta line

Dad bod on a hundred and ten

And I can still pull your girlfriend

And her friend

Calm down little nigga I'll pull your momma too

Have her up all night

Help her find her groove

Moonlights bright lets get right

Before daylight I'm tryna see what her bed like

If the head right Dolla there every night

Kiss goodnight at seven in the morning

How time flies

All I see is lust in your eyes

Remove disguise

Be my demise

Take me to skies

Baby lets rise

I just want to be that thought in your mind

Like all the time

I'm just trynna be that thought in your mind

Like all the time

We at the party feeling like I finally hit the jackpot

Cash drop I'm bout my paper

Black Michael Scott

Rewind stop we had to leave the first spot

Cause we was just chilling in the back bored

Like a bank shot

Looking for a dime that's in her prime

To ease my mind from this cruel world

Just one time

It's prime time function is jumping

Oh what a sign

As she walked by we caught eyes

It's party time