Stealing all these bitches hearts Oh, oh, oh, oh it's emotional I've been stealing all these bitches hearts Oh I been stealing I'd be here just all solo Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, mmm Momma please don't judge me 'cause I'm a criminal Momma I know

I just want you to focus on my love Just focus on my Focus, focus Just focus on my love, yeah Just focus, focus Want 100% of your attention I just want you to focus Bedsheets turn to a white dress Want 100% so I'm in heaven

Higher, higher I can be around, shit, whenever you need Fuck with a nigga, we can touch the stars Trusting a nigga, you can count on me Yeah, yeah, yeah Now I could be the change the I wanna see I can heal the world for real if a nigga speaking honestly

Earl on the beat Runnin' up bands, got my guap up (runnin', yeah) All the bad hoes wanna top us (yeah, yeah) Too many wild parties on the yacht (wild) Me and Boat got kicked out the yacht club (out the yacht club) Ayy, ayy, air it out Pull up at your

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 need to make good vibes, good times And a damn good memory

(Yeah, yeah, yeah) (Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo) Do you want to roll with me? Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woo) Do you want to roll with me? (say yeah!) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (do ya?) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (say yeah!) (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Xans gon' take you Xans gon' fake you (yeah) Xans don't make you (you) And Xans gon' betray you (what? Yeah) And if I die don't miss me (ayy) I wish that bitch just kiss me (ayy) (You are now listening to a Bobby Johnson beat) Ooh, I pop a Perc' when I'm

I've been waiting for something for so long To show me the answers that I want A reason to believe in that's so strong But I don't think that it exists Yeah, give me reason to believe This world is not a sick machine When everywhere's a dead end in every

We got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout We've been talkin' 'bout Jackson, ever since the fire went out I'm goin' to Jackson, I'm gonna mess around Yeah, I'm goin' to Jackson Look out Jackson town Well, go on down to Jackson; go ahead and

If she ever do it, she gon' do it for the bag All you rappers ain't safe, uh Good girl gon' bad, you gon' do your thing Yeah, bought a new white Wraith, last night, nearly crashed it Spinning out on the highway, 720 in the ass Bad bitch in the passenger,