Back In The Booth

Jordan's on my feet, bitch I don't rock no sketchers

She acting like a dog, a nigga had to gone pet her

She pop a pill before we fuck, that get the grips wetter

My heart cold, this can't get warm up from no sweater

I tryna bubble and shit

Play with me, I tryna beat your ass on some royal rumble shit

Shawty be scared for me, she see I into thugging and shit

Tell folks pass the switch inside the whip when it's time for a hit

I tryna trap this bitch out, bitch we get the gas for the low

Give me a shot in the split second and I finna blow

He so pussy but he claiming he want all the smoke