[Intro: 909Memphis]
Yeah
Post up
She said I'm awful
All those little things I did were awful
Why the hell you think I guard my heart for?
If I pull up to your crib, it’s like we at war
Now we fuckin' in the bed

[Chorus: 909Memphis]
Baby girl, throw it on me just like you like to
I pour up the lean and Sprite too
Fuck that bitch and pass her on to
All my bros who count my guap too
Baby girl, throw it on me just like you like to
I pour up the lean and Sprite too
Let me know if you fell
I put you under a spell
Baby girl, throw it on me just like you like to
I pour up the lean and Sprite too
Fuck that bitch and pass her on to
All my bros who count my guap too
Baby girl, throw it on me just like you like to
I pour up the lean and Sprite too
Let me know if you fell
I put you under a spell
[Verse 1: 909Memphis]
I'm so sorry, you a thot
You took my heart, torn apart
Now I skrt in a Benz truck
Givin’ your girlfriend makeup
Are you sad? Let me know
We can go for a stroll
I'm not fed up, I'm just mad, 'cause
'Cause I'm so disconnected from myself, I just can't stand it
I pull up smokin' that dope and then realize I’m just so damaged
’Cause it's still fuck what your friends say and motherfuck your parents
My name is lil Memphy, baby, and you know I’m not landin'

[Chorus]
Baby girl, throw it on me just like you like to
I pour up the lean and Sprite too
Fuck that bitch and pass her on to
All my bros who count my guap too
Baby girl, throw it on me just like you like to
I pour up the lean and Sprite too
Let me know if you fell
I put you under a spell
Baby girl, throw it on me just like you like to
I pour up the lean and Sprite too
Fuck that bitch and pass her on to
All my bros who count my guap too
Baby girl, throw it on me just like you like to
I pour up the lean and Sprite too
Let me know if you fell
I put you under a spell
[Verse 2: ITSOKTOCRY]
Bitch, I'm fed up
All this shit don't matter when I can’t get up
I think I might just sleep through the afternoon
If it is a problem, it's my problem too
You can never hate me more than I hate me
She know I'm not JAY-Z but she like it when I sing
She know I got money 'cause I buy her nice things
I don't think this is my wave [?]
[?] just to carin' if they even like me
Press them out, press them out, baby
Press them out, press them out, baby
Press them out, press them out, baby
Press them out, press them out, baby