[Intro: Kalan.FrFr]
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah

[Chorus: Kalan.FrFr]
I met lil' mama in the city by the beach (yeah)
TLC she like to creep with me
I met lil' mama in the city by the beach
TLC she like to creep with me (yeah)
And she know how to be a freak for me (yeah)
Nasty, eat up the D for me (yeah, yeah)
And she know I got my cash right (yeah, aye)
Fast money, NASCAR, fast life (yeah, yeah)
And I know lil' mama head right (yeah)
Pulling up we fucking at the red light (woah, woah)

[Post-Chorus: Kalan.FrFr]
Hit the gas at the red light (yeah)
No green no yellow sipping red sprite (woah, woah)
And she know I got my check right
Pulling up we fucking at the red light (woah, woah)

[Verse 1: 2020 Zayy & Kalan.FrFr ]
Pockets don’t worry about a limit no
She want it, she know she can get it
Two for real, had to link with my n***a
2020 we got perfect vision
She text me come give me that D
When we don’t you don’t want me to leave
Told you, "baby I’m playing for keeps"
I love the fact she a freak
She let me pull it over at the red light
Ain’t no discussion, we fucking, I’ll get your legs right
I’ll go buy you that baby Birkin if your head right
We make the back of the Bentley feel like a bed don’t it
Oh, I know that pussy get wet, I put my hands on it
Left hand gripping the wheel, I got my right on your panties
Oh, I love it when you get nasty, you throwing it at me
Oh I love it when you get nasty (yeah)
[Chorus: Kalan.FrFr]
I met lil mama in the city by the beach
TLC she like to creep with me (yeah)
And she know how to be a freak for me (yeah)
Nasty, eat up the D for me (yeah yeah)
And she know I got my cash right (yeah) (aye)
Fast money, NASCAR, fast life (yeah yeah)
And I know lil mama head right (yeah)
Pulling up we fucking at the red light (woah woah)

[Verse 2: 2020 Zayy]
Smoking dope in the red like district
Run up on me, you know you get hit quick
I fuck his main, ain’t no secret
Big booty got resized, yeah I freaked it
She need to hire some good love
Bitch calling for a fuck and some good drugs
Double my cup, Glock on me cause there’s no trust
I pop a pilly to save us
Spend it all, you know it ain’t much
She want to fuck at the red light
Can’t wait till we get to the bed like
Fucking, yeah we going all night (yeah)
Yeah she like pow pow
First class on the trip we fucking mile high
She make me pullin' it over by the read light
When it’s over she get back to the side line
[Chorus: Kalan.FrFr]
I met lil' mama in the city by the beach
TLC she like to creep with me (yeah)
And she know how to be a freak for me (yeah)
Nasty, eat up the D for me (yeah yeah)
And she know I got my cash right (yeah) (aye)
Fast money, NASCAR, fast life (yeah yeah)
And I know lil' mama head right (yeah)
Pullin' up we fucking at the red light (woah woah)