I usually hint towards what I wanna do
Baby I'm wanting you
Live for it, under my roof
Baby I want-want-want-want-want
I usually hint towards what I wanna do (yeah)
Baby I'm wanting you (okay)
Live for it, under my roof (aye)
Baby I want

Get him a map that boy is lost, like Chris Smoove
I might splash up in her box, I'm that dude
She believing in her rocks, bitch me too
I don't ask no fucking god, I just move

Okay fuck that put your hands up
Got a Glock it's like a bad bitch
It'll blow you when u stand up

Fuck was that last bar
Fuck it I don't care I'm in a fast car
And brother whipping and its 2 am
And I'm running late to the madhouse

Yeah that's my home
And I'm wearing this v-lone
Only silver on my necklace but she fucking with the stones
Lost my crystals at my ex job when I was skipping school
I guess the lesson was to know that I'm the master not the tool
This money like a memory this shit is coming back to me
Told her come on over like her middle name was Valerie
All these fucking greens and I'm barely getting salary
Humble beginnings, those great things ain't out of reach

I know I'm talented
I get the baddest bitch
I get the raddest chicks
Yes all my ex's hot
I know I'm bad at this
Girl put me on her tits
We both like 17
So I can't show the pics

I know I'm talented
I get the baddest bitch-bitch-bitch
I get the raddest chicks-chicks-chicks
Yes all my ex's hot
I know I'm bad at this
Girl put me on her tits
We both like 17 (yeah)
So I can't show the pics (you cannot show them)
Cause that'd be weird
And I'm not weird
Don't send me n***s
I'm still a child, I'm 17 jesus christ