I was just playing man, you feel me

[Chorus: Lil Mop]
She think it's funny, it’s Lil Mop, it ain't Matt Rife
I don't rock with HVAC, that is not pipe
Lil Mop, I am sugar, I am not spice
Rastaclat on your wrist, that is not ice
I gave her everything she wanted all her whole life
I’m LeBron James with the Cranberry Sprite
I put the Tito's in it, everybody wants to fight
Smoked the big weed, now I'm flying with the kites

[Verse 1: Lil Mop]
I be at the diner tryna dine-in with the dikes
Then she told me get to go and so I got off on my bike
We had a good time, then she told mе “take a hike”
She bе gripping on it tight, you can call her hands a vise
Start a car with my bare hands like I'm Kevin Gates
Get her wet with my bare hands, I don't lubricate
Pink and green dreads on my head, call me Gucci Gang
All Mop on the hunt for is some pooty-tang

[Chorus: Lil Mop]
She think it's funny, it's Lil Mop, it ain't Matt Rife
I don’t rock with HVAC, that is not pipe
Lil Mop, I am sugar, I am not spice
Rastaclat on your wrist, that is not ice
I gave her everything she wanted all her whole life
I’m LeBron James with the Cranberry Sprite
I put the Tito's in it, everybody wants to fight
Smoked the big weed, now I’m flying with the kites
[Verse 2: Cole Myer]
I met Thomas Jefferson, he like my etiquette
I met your Mom at a banquette, she said I'm elegant
Woah, we changed on everybody now it's a higher echelon
I'm everything you wanna be and everything you’re not
My little YSL, you suck and lick
She said I go bananas, well bitch, you go split
She want all of my sack and the hairs on my chin
She ain't know about you boy, you can't find the clit
Buddy, he swears he likes girls, he ain't been with a chick
Yeah, he swears he's a man but he eats with a bib
You are not a man, buddy, you're a little kid
When I was a kid I got fat because of fizz
How are you a man still tryna jerk off for the jizz
Probably why one arm is stronger than the other in the gym
Ima raise my hand and stomp my leg, let's do a little jig
I just got a mistletoe in August for a little kiss
Once upon a time I had a mistress who just wanted dick
Now she tryna stay away from every little thing I did
Fuck Lil Mabu, he's a worthless little piece of shit
Why my blood blue? Okay, I'ma bleed for crip
I am not a snitch, I'd never tell, I'd just plead the fifth
The only thing I lie about is when they ask where the pizza went
I'm Jelly Roll at Five Below getting pizza dough, bought it all, they don't go more, going to another store

[Chorus: Lil Mop]
She think it's funny, it's Lil Mop, it ain't Matt Rife
I don't rock with HVAC, that is not pipe
Lil Mop, I am sugar, I am not spice
Rastaclat on your wrist, that is not ice
I gave her everything she wanted all her whole life
I'm LeBron James with the Cranberry Sprite
I put the Tito's in it, everybody wants to fight
Smoked the big weed, now I'm flying with the kites
[Verse 3: Lil Mop]
You're Avenger but you're pussy, call you Hawkeye
She was looking at me crooked, call her cock eye
Eating spinach on the bench press, call me Popeye
Only chicken on my plate, not a pot pie
I be looking at her ass as she walk by
I got protein in my system I'm a big guy
She be looking at my package, talking dick size
She wanna see it, she ain't just talking flick wise