Shea butter baby, fuckin' up your pillow You lost in the shape of my hips Hope there is a mood And if you really down we can find it (I can get close to you baby, pull me closer, what are you about?) Hold it, need it, need it, yeah Touch me, take me,

I'm on some rob a nigga shit, take a nigga bitch Do the dash in the whip, count the cash in the whip I pull up with a stick, I let that shit hit Shout out, but I fucked that nigga bitch Niggas iffy, uh, blicky got the stiffy, uh Got the blicky, uh, drum

How to party, yeah, we know how to party Pull up on your bitch, tell your man I'm sorry Hundred on my wrist, jumpin' out the 'Rari Ooh, she hit the splits, she know how to party When I'm with my clique, we know how to party I got a few girls on the way,

Zooted, I'm zooted The room is spinning 'round and 'round And tonight going stupid I wanna wake up in the clouds Tell my friends I'm pulling up Put some liquor in my cup I'm getting higher off your love 'Cause I'm zooted, so zooted

I'm flooded, flooded, flooded, flooded, flooded, flooded, flooded (flood) Bust down my neck, this shit custom (bust down) I bust down your bitch with my brother (smash) Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it Clarity diamond like nuggets (clarity) Pull up on

Yo, llévame a la coco, yeah a la coco Ellos quieren coco, y yo tampoco Never trust a broke hoe, don’t fuck with po-po Número uno, me llama Yoko Pull up in them thing things, and let them things fling Niggas know my name ring, and it go “ding-ding” If I

Come on over, come on in You can unwind, take a load off your mind Pull up a seat-take a load off your feet Get away somewhere, take a trip Take a break, take control Take advice from someone you know Get a life-get a grip Make a wish-make a move

And I love getting high Oh, oh, we don't put it on in the crib if it ain't fire Oh, oh, won't even pull up to the club in it if it ain't fire Oh, oh, won't smoke, won't pass, won't hit it if it ain't fire Oh, oh, don't spend no time on a bitch if she

Without you baby All facts, all facts Don't fuck with you at all anymore 'Cause we ain't in love anymore Anymore, anymore, anymore, anymore, anymore So I'ma hit the club all trap, all trap Pull up in the luxe all black, all black Crush up this bud, like

You're gon' miss your opportunity Shot clock (like, don't sleep, don't sleep, nigga) Pick up your feet, nigga When that nigga pull up on me, tell that nigga back, back Shot clock (like, don't sleep, don't sleep) Shot clock (like, don't sleep, don't