[Intro - Prod. by The Stuyvesants]


[Y.S.A talks] Aye Aye, don't chu, don't chu get yo dusty a** heels in my, in my vehicle...

[Verse - Y.S.A] Pull up on the ave and I'm just f*ckin clean
Yeah its a 98' Taurus, but sh*t its f*ckin clean
Feeling like I belong in another scene
This type of fly ca only come from my Fathers Genes
Classic sh*t, u wouldn't understand it
This type of style a wake u up like swinging open handed
I only love her when my Dick hard, I'm so romantic
My ex was never heart broken, she was faking the damage
Taking advantage, just ta have her cute face in the cameras
Got Dammit she cold blooded
My attitude rude as sh*t when I wanna, the hoes love it
If we f*ckin I ain't dealin wit ya overloaded luggage
She hoping for Nya Lee's strip on the pole budget
If she riding so f*ck it
Knew as soon as I pressed the gas, she was gon suck it
Smut bucket, now lemme put her in the ave
And hypnotize the horny motherf*ckas wit yo a**
Make my money
And don't come back if Ben Franklin feels Lonely