Det2Atl

No, I can't trust her, I'm in love with her dancer Here for a night from Detroit to Atlanta

I'ma have some fun, yeah, my bag big like Santa She will never get a ring, she's not Green Lantern

This some wokhardt, never green in my Fanta

Why she playin' games, I'm not here for the banter

I just cut her off, now she's at my show front row

Going too fast, I put that bitch in slo-mo She was hatin', but now she goin' so low

I was waitin', but now I'm in Soho Yeah, I gave her to my boy, that's the bro code

Yeah, I'm too fly to mess with broke hoes With a Mexican girl, she call me Papi Loco

When I'm in the cut, my shooter, he on go-mode Yeah, I'm with your girl, she put her phone on ghost mode

She loves some Gouda, ain't your girl no more