billboard status Lyrics

I'm like, "What's your name?"

"How's your day?"

Mama I could do it, I'm like just you wait

I hit up Skinger for the 808's

I hit up the plug when I need my eighth

Tell me why you say those things, I don't get that

Why the fuck you play those games, I ain't really with the chit chat

I already did that

Billboard status, Man that's really where the kid at

A team always, don't know where the bench at

Tell me where your bitch at

She with me, she with me

Foreign car to airport just to fly on out to Greece

Whew

Had to let off steam

You can't be saying shit that ain't really what you mean

I'm like tell me what you need hoe

She like, "I ain't thought about it, let me see though"

"I need me a margarita by the beach and a three gram blunt, baby I ain't talking pre roll"

That's my girl, that's my girl

She don't want to diamonds or rubies,

She love when we're screwing, and tuggin' on my goddamn pearls

Uh, uh-uh

I'm like, "What's your name?"

"How's your day?"

Mama I could do it, I'm like just you wait

I hit up Skinger for the 808's

I hit up the plug when I need my eighth

Got the game on skates

And if I'm benching, then the game all weight

Forgot to mention, Imma drop my tape

But till then wait, I got classics on the way

And a couple more to come

At this point I'm thumbing just to keep up with the funds

I know you the one and I can say that shit because

You don't ever switch up

No, no

Keep this shit a buck

Uh-ohh

She could roll the blunt

Uh-uh

I know she the

I know she the

C'mon

I know she the one