[Sample: Notorious B.I.G]
It's the ones that smoke blunts with ya, see ya picture
Now they wanna grab the guns and come and get ya

[Intro]
Uhhh, one time for my Staten Island girls
Put your cups in the air

[Verse 1: ROBB]
I’m so drunk, I’m about to call you now
Hope you hear the noise, Boogaloo sound
Living on this Island you hear a lot of things
I promise I won’t judge but you got to do the same
These bitches know my name, they boyfriend know it too
They shaking out their shoes that I’ll get their girl in mood
I’ve been called a ho and I swear I won’t deny it
And you can talk your shit till you go ahead and try it, I advise you not to fight it

[Verse 2: ROBB]
Can’t do it alone
Can’t keep being wrong
Keep strong for all she’s done ROBB
Weak minds, say weak shit fuck the preaching
I’m a rapper stop fucking with that weak shit
Weekend we drinking fucking thinking
Better unified, now we thinking out of line
My skin tan my hair long and why you so surprised (That I Rap)
I do this; I write songs and soon will be my time
[Hook: Presence]
I don't give you the time, you deserve from me
This is something I know, I know, I know
So tonight I'll just fuck you like we're in Houston
Taking everything slow, so slow, so slow and I do it to her

[Bridge: ROBB]
No fucks giving, No love giving
Boogaloo you living
Girl you see me tripping
Fuck me till I'm finished, Fuck me while I'm high
Loving me to death and I always fucking die

[Verse 3: ROBB]
Higly pleasing, I found the reason to love you
Tightly squeezing
I'm putting nothing above you
Tempting and seductive, doing something productive
I'm considered lucky to have you
I had you and I lost it, appealing
I'm really deeply impressive
Shit gets intense when she's sending a message
Really don't get it when she's learning her lesson
But she must pay attention cause tuition expensive

[Hook]