YWF ft. Bari Bandz Lyrics

Can I call you baby, cause I like the way that sound

He the hottest in the city, probably when I ain't around

Don't care about where you from, you reside at pound town

I know I make your head spin, every time I come around

What's the point of breaking up, we right back together

Baby they a waste of time, know I fuck you bad

Highs in the room, please don't be confused

This ain't nothing new, girl you think too hard

I might blow a fuse, maybe I'm a playa

Please don't mix it up, mix young wild free

She don't give a fuck, used to play the field

Now she in the cut, we don't need no drugs

Say my love give her a rush, can't replace her

Love ain't a race, but I can't do no second place

Every time you see me, fuck it up, that's the range

I like when you standing still, love it when you shake it

I leave that little pussy, I stand up like I'm the greatest

She a young wild free, get her when you want her

Have her seven days a week, you can kick her with your friends

You better call me when you geek, even if I'm not that close

But I know I ain't out of reach

And I call you baby, cause I like the way that sound

He the hottest in the city, probably when I ain't around

Don't care about where you from, you reside in pound town

Know I make your head spin, every time I come around

Mr. Pull up right up to your city

Know I'm always good, it felt better when you with me

Heard you got a man, he don't want smoke, he ain't no chimney

I do the dash, tell the coppers to come get me

Fuckin' with a playa, do you want the balls

Start in front of churches, guess we made it after all

If we ever have a problem, we can talk, get it resolved

We don't need your hating friends, and our business all involved

Shit, what? You know I'm bout to slide

You know I don't like waiting, so you better be outside

I'm cool on them lil' bitches, you ain't gotta wonder why

Living young, wild and free, but I'm always on your mind

She a young, wild freak. Get it when you want it

Have her seven days a week, you can kick her with your friends

You better call me when you geek, even if I'm not that close

But I know I ain't out of reach

She a young, wild freak, bend her over, touch her toes

She a lady in the streets, in the band, she a hoe

Baby love to give me top, both hands, how'd you know

Baby brain so good, she just made an honor roll

She just put my pants down, we in traffic

Getting active, one hand on the wheel, while I'm clutching on my magnet

Her nigga hit my line, she with me, bro, what's happening

We OT, chasing chicken, mobbin' her stack

Call me Mr. Meat Bleeder, I'ma break a bitch back

Baby let me change her life, cause your nigga can't do that

Chanel purses, break it back, your nigga ain't on that

I'm the one, not the two, I ain't in all of that

Baby let me fly you out, take you straight to pound town

The nigga that you with, broke, sloppy, drunk as hell

I'm in the studio, making his kabussy down

So is you choosing up, cause I ain't finna hang around