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Chorus
Uh, call me up, yeah
Hit me up, yeah
You know wassup, yeah
You what I want, yeah
Uh, I'm pullin' up, yeah
I'm right out front, yeah
Girl, wassup, yeah
You all I want, yeah
Bridge
I wanna lick from your navel, way down to your pussy and make you see heaven
Turn 'round and give you this dick, have you bitin' ya lip with your face in the pillow
I ain't gotta do too much talkin'—I walk in like Jason, she know I'm killah
Baby, let's do this shit often, she reppin' Chicago, you know I'm drill her
Verse
You shy—girl, understand
She bi, so she brought a friend
Y'all really lookin' like twins
It's so hot, startin' to fog up my lens
Pretty in the face and they slim in the waist
And they both say they ain't got kids
Yeah, yeah—open up and I'm goin' right in
Can't believe all the things that we did
And they both wanna do it again
Not to brag, but I feel like the man
If you know that, then you understand
Can't do nothin' but be who I am
They want pictures to post for the 'Gram
Copped the Audi, I still want the Lamb
Chorus
Uh, call me up, yeah
Hit me up, yeah
You know wassup, yeah
You what I want, yeah
Uh, I'm pullin' up, yeah
I'm right out front, yeah
Girl, wassup, yeah
You all I want, yeah
Bridge
I wanna lick from your navel, way down to your pussy and make you see heaven
Turn 'round and give you this dick, have you bitin' ya lip with your face in the pillow
I ain't gotta do too much talkin'—I walk in like Jason, she know I'm killah
Baby, let's do this shit often, she reppin' Chicago, you know I'm drill her