I love bad bitches that's my fuckin' problem (Problem) And yeah I like to fuck I got a fuckin' problem (True) If findin' somebody real is your fuckin' problem Bring ya girls to the crib maybe we can solve it Hold up! Bitches simmer down (uh) Takin' hella

Said she never had a Migo night Always keep some bitches on the side, yeah yeah I get drugs for the right price, yeah yeah (drugs) I'ma make her sing like Kelly Price (sing!) Bentley truck, yeah that's my choice of ride (choice of ride yeah) Don't stand

I had to reco-reco-reconig-i-ize it A lot of these niggas tell real lies They not 'bout shit in real life And that's something that I had to realize (Realize) (Reco-reco-reconig-i-ize) They see me winning and now they don't like it (Yeah, I know they

I met a girl, her name was Jade Yeah, I screamed out in fury Yeah, but my cries were not heard Met a girl, her name was Jade Cuts her nails with a razor blade Says she lives by no one's law Ran my pride through a big chainsaw Have you heard of DB Cooper?

Yeah, heel, toe, docie do Come on baby, let's go boot scootin' Oh Cadillac, Blackjack, baby meet me out back We're gonna boogie Oh, get down, turn around, go to town Boot scootin' boogie Out in the country Past the city limits sign Well there's a honky

I just wanna do you right I just wanna do you right, girl Give you my hardest, no rest I hold heaven in both hands I just wanna do you right, right (yeah) I just wanna do you right (yeah, uh) 'Cause you deserve everything and more You're royalty, a true

She said she ain't workin', she a liar, yeah She said she ain't workin', she a liar She gon' get out his whip if you got a faster car, yeah If you got a faster car, yeah Get out his whip if you got a faster car, yeah She just flew to L.A., lookin' for a

All I'm ever askin' for is time I just needed time to clear my mind What I want is already mine (It my fault, yeah yeah) I got women callin' my phone like I owe them some' It's kinda my fault, I guess I showed them some' No shit, I treat my dick like

I'm on some other shit Ayy, ooh, ayy Ayy, ooh, ayy (gang) Ooh, ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm on some other shit (gang) Keep the lights on when I fuck a bitch Fuck on top of the covers shit Ayy, I'ma have to fuck on my other bitch

Oh and a woo-hoo I can feel 'em flyin' Yeah it's all we've been given, Like a hand out the window in the wind. The cars go by, So you better start livin' right now 'Cause days go by, And days go by, Take 'em by the hand,