I don't want no show
This crowd doesn't have a game
Get no love from me
Hanging on the passenger side
Of this best friend
I'm trying to
You're good, you're doing a trip
Baby, you know I'm feel
Don't play like a man
You're good, you know I'm feel
I keep it real
You're mine, I'm chillin' with him
You're good, you're cute
You're not a waste, you love gym
You're good, you're doing a trip
Baby, you know I'm feel
Don't play like a man
You're good, you're doing a trip
I keep it real
You're mine, I'm chillin' with him
You're good, you're cute
You're not a waste, you love gym
I treat your heart like a chupa
And I just wanna laugh to the brim
I'm the one who's the one who's drunk
And I'm the one who's laughing at my dreams
This story is you, you're the princess
And I'm the one who's * the prince
If you're eating cookies
I know you're full of beans
I'm the one who's the one who's drunk
That's not fit for jeans
I'm the one who's dying, my kid
Don't be blessed with those jeans
I'm blocked with summer beans
Falling in a ring
But I'm in a pink
He's dying at night
He must be in a dose with jeans
He's dying in a foreign city
He knows he must be a G-pin
I'm hitting him with a sticker
He's a man, he knows I'm on your team
I'm hitting him with a sticker
He's a man, he knows I'm on your team
You're good, you're doing a trip
Baby, you know I'm feel
Don't play like a man
You're good, you're doing a trip
I keep it real
You're mine, I'm chillin' with him
You're good, you're cute
Don't play like a man
You're not a waste, you love gym
You're good, you're chillin' with him
You're good, you're doing a trip
Baby, you know I'm feel
Don't play like a man
You're good, you're doing a trip
I keep it real
You're mine, I'm chillin' with him
You're good, you're cute
Don't play like a man
You're not a waste, you love gym
You're good, you're in a class
Dress like Alexander McQueen
I'm a king
It's about time I chill with the queen
I don't catch my feelings
I feel like I'm in my teens
I have a washing machine
So you'll have to rinse
I don't want you to wash your hands
Sorry, boy
Those tits are dirty, why?
You can't be a boy
You're good, you're lit like a lion
You're good, you're a ride
You're the best, you make a lot of money
Don't pass me, you take my time
Like a hand in hand
He's got a lot of money in his sim
You leave the guys in pain
When he hits that mini
You drive the boys insane
More time, you try to slide him
Your efforts are in vain
When you leave me a hit
I'm a talkboy like Dushane
Baby, he knows how to feel
Don't play like a man
You're good, you're chillin' with him
I keep it real
You're mine, I chill with him
So you can have fun
You're good, you're lit like a lion
You're good, you're lit like a lion
You're good, you're lit like a lion
Baby, he knows how to feel
Don't play like a man
You're good, you're chillin' with him
I keep it real
You're good, you're chillin' with him
So you can have fun
You're good, you're lit like a lion