[Intro]
(Keyz Music)

[Chorus]
Make her pay, don't play with me
Foot down, I'm in a coupe, that AMG
And she made me feel special, I ain't pay the fee
My down bitch, I need no new, I'm off the lean
Supreme, that's Celine
What I smoke with that codeine
Make it out, ain't got no doubt, I had a dream

[Verse 1]
Luther king, watch it lock up in the sink
My momma pray for me, she know I'm in the mix, yeah
And we was worried bout that rent so now we whip, yeah
I'm at the pot, I use my wrist, yeah
Showed her the chat, she soakin' wet, she nеver been there
Shе from the Burbs, I'm from the block, she find it weird there
She with you for the bag, go for the moment, just a moment
I'm baggin' up the roro's, me and bro we got them roamin'
At the pot, they see the motion of that wrist-wrist work
Or that trap phone linky, watch that ring-ring twerk
And they talk about the way, they know I been [?]
And I'ma' stay up out the way, you know I feel the streets cursed
Tables turn, they revert
Came up off the porch, head first
Down in the 2 litre, submerge
Full of sweets, the Starburst
Young boys wanna go OT, they never cohered
Just seen the worst, I seen the worst
[Chorus]
Make her pay, don't play with me
Foot down, I'm in a coupe, that AMG
And she made me feel special, I ain't pay the fee
My down bitch, I need no new, I'm off the lean
Supreme, that's Celine
What I smoke with that codeine
Make it out, ain't got no doubt, I had a dream

[Verse 2]
Luther king, I had a hunnid' on my Wishlist
I seen a hundred from that kitchen
From one-on-one