And I rule my den Well, I'm the crawlin' king snake Yeah, don't mess 'round with my mate Gonna use her for myself Come on, crawl I'm the crawlin' king snake Caught me crawlin', baby, window Grass is very high Keep on crawlin' 'til the day I die

Like sweat dripping down our dirty laundry No, no chance That I'm leaving here without you on me Yeah, I already know that there ain't no stoppin' 'Cause I want you bad Yeah, I want you, baby Slow, slow hands

And that's why I, I, I, I Oh, I love that little girl of mine This little girl of mine Do you know that this little girl of mine Well-a, oh yeah I want you people to know I take her everywhere I go One day I looked at my suit

And I'll be crushin' it Every week has a weekend By this time Friday night I'll be done with my third can Of cold Bud Light I'll be crushin' it Yeah, I'll be crushin' it Oh, I'll be crushin' it I sure could use an attaboy

We're in good company Is a pretty girl sitting next to me Kissing up on me, and I got a spot waiting on you Yeah, the only thing missing So B.Y.O.B, it means bring yourself over, babe Got what we weneed to make good vibes, good times And a damn good memory

My soul is wearying Oh Lord who will comfort me? I said my soul is wearying Beating down from all of my misery yeh Gotta hold of my heart Keeps me bound where the whole wide world is free yeah My home is a wreckage a family ground Impli-ed in poverty

Club jam packed, they gon' treat us like we weroyalty They want girls kissin girls, that's the way we wedo it, flexin' yeah Shawty wanna ride with the team, go on and come Mollies and 'em perks, got these young bitches sprung I know you enjoying these

Yeah yeah yeah (yeah, ooh) Feels like slow motion, we're floating at the speed (yeah) (Yeah, yeah) Louder (louder) Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher (uhh, yeah, higher) It's like standing in the ocean We Wejust rocked Coachella, I gave her half of the

Though I'm tryin' not to right now I miss you, yeah I miss you, oh I do I miss you, yeah I miss you Just to remind myself Of how good it is And I know we're not supposed to talk But I'm getting ahead of myself I get scared when we're not 'Cause I'm

You talk too much about me I don't really care about this You make things up about me And I don't ever waste a minute That you would've came up about me From people we welove You make things up about me, yeah Now you telling lies on me