Outro

There's too many bitches be causin' me drama Girl, I don't want any problems

I lift you up, baby, that's just for starters, fucking with you because she having water

Lovin' on you wasn't ever a problem up late at night, got me thinkin' bout Jabba

Sometimes I wish I could call her

Fuck, fall asleep, never need a pajamas

Cut them hoes off, what the fuck is a roster? She like to smoke like a rasta

If she wanna get high, she should know it won't cost her

I'm getting' money, so what would it cost her?

I'm getting' money, I put you in a parda

I was the one spendin' time with your daughter

Hop in that car, punch that shit like a charger