Yeah, we ain't talkin' to your dumbass You could be a millionaire and still be a bumassBoy, I've been in a dream, I've been on a teamOkay, look, why I work so hard, my sole profitBoy, I can't settle down, I like optionsBoy, I hate small talk, I like topicsHouse shoppin', I'm a pig, I love coppin'Ugh, no BBLs, I like eight cupsUgh, long legs, pretty when they wake upUgh, niggas run they mouth, wanna race upEverything real here, no lace frontOkay, I goes during December, I slayAnd I don't even like girls, bitch, I'm way upToo hot, bitch, I'm on my own dickI don't need your vibesUgh, * them regretsCall them and get all that weight off your chestGot my brothers here, we the winI'm my only girl, but you're my favoriteI've been flyin' high with the pavementFuckin' me, can I get an amen?Don't stop, don't stopDon't stop, don't stopI hear this bitch out like the moonI send this bitch ass to the moonI'm at the top, ain't no roomDon't stopAye, what a swamp, bitchFlyin' bitch up in the room, I need a cock pitI need some pee to * this pussy, they want the crock printI'm finna air these D on niggas out the closetI let it in, I let it outI'm a bi bitch, but I need that pussy nowIf he is gay, then I am gay, and we are nowMe and Tyler finna take your bitch downWee-wee, Mel CKeep it cute when you in my cityI'm about to eight cup tittiesI don't need you, cause I already * meI don't need a range, but I got an air poleI don't need a plane, cause the air pole flowI'll move your walk around bed, told all my friendsI don't need a passport, I'm a swamp bitch, boyDon't stopDon't stopDon't stopDon't stopDon't stopI air this bitch out like a queefI send yo ass back to the streetsI spray on her block with La FleurHe gon' eat this pussy up cause it's sweetAye, don't stopAye, don't stopAye, don't stopAye, aye, ayeAye, aye, ayeAye, aye, ayeAye, aye, ayeAye, aye, ayeDon't stop