verse
Is put a bow on a pink 911
Throw you the keys and you're telling all your girls
Girl I know he the truth, yeah
That's why you need to go ahead, toss the metal,
Gonna toss em up the deuce
Gonna toss em up the deuce
verse
Guess we ain't the same kind of do
Tell the pilot longitude, latitude
Guess she give a nigga lip but she never gimme no attitude
She don't gimme no attitude
verse
Ain't not true drop the half of mil on the car
Drop the top came out the roof
Waiting on the booth, LeBron in the V
Shut Diggy I never win no figgy
I might pull up with Iggy, I might pull up with Nicky, ha
I said trick you guessing, courtside, got your chick four core pressin'
I think I met her at Griffin
Hope I ain't never gotta clip her like Griffin
He ain't spending on, the rarry on your arm
Bonita apple bomb, you gotta put me on
verse
Is treat you how you wanna
And what I ain't bout to do
Nah, darling you, say that I'ma do it, I'm gonna
Change your winter into summer
Where you wanna go we can go, no, no, no
Come and see with the other side looks like
Buy you thangs that your other guy couldn't buy
If he only knew I bet he wouldn't like
Send that nigga text tell him goodnight
Show you thangs and I'm younger than your nigga
Yeah this could be for you
Do all the things that he ain't bout to do
Writer(s): Daniel Simmons, John Maultsby, Ryan Toby, Floyd Bentley, Karim Kharbouch, Lyrica Anderson, Jon Redwine, Dijon Mcfarlane, Christopher Dotson