Ayy baby, why the fuck you let me spend that much in the mall for real, like
You could've cut me off
You don't my best interests, for real, at heart?
You don't love me, baby? (Mazi, what did you do?)
Man, fuck it, I'll buy you that watch anyway
Come here, baby
Mwah
I kiss you on your forehead
Yeah
Nigga, just left the mall, went shoppin', I spent 'bout three thousand
Your shorty in here, I bet she toppin'
I made her re-rock it
Shorty in here, I bet she shockin' me, nigga, ha
Rollie presidential
Shorty kiss me on my mouth, shit was sentimental
Nigga, you admit you fake, that shit was detrimental (For real)
Kick his ass, too many questions, what's the fundamentals? (For real)
I'm out in Mexico, tell Paulo I need a brick of yola
This shit the R-R-N, I need some baking soda
Your shorty in here tryna cuddle, told her move shit over
I get way in a different mood, I cannot do shit sober
It's only 1:54, I'm sippin' on Bacardi
Please move if you think we won't bring six to party
I'm in the trap with the yola, shining with my Carti'
If you wanted beef, tell them niggas we can meet at Arby's
Niggas thought they bringin' six, but nigga, we gon' bring the army
Smokin' lemon cherry, you niggas isn't scary
Camo ammo, like the military, but always gettin' carried
Niggas actin' like they harder than me, but always Swedish cherry
Man, they sweet as berry, I'm
This an R-R-N
Shorty bussin' down a kilo, told her be my friend
Baby, I'ma need a fee though, tryna feed the fam
Told her, "Baby, what you need though? Tryna be so manly"
Nigga, just left the mall, went shoppin', I spent 'bout three thousand
Your shorty in here, I bet she toppin'
I made her re-rock it
Shorty in here, I bet she shockin' me, nigga, ha
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