I've been tryna call
I've been on my own for long enough
Maybe you can show me how to love, maybe
I look around and
Sin City's cold and empty
No one's around to judge me
I can't see clearly when you're gone
I said, ooh, I'm blinded by the lights
No, I can't sleep until I feel your touch
I said, ooh, I'm drowning in the night
Oh, when I'm like this, you're the one I trust
(Hey, hey)
Tastes like strawberries
On a summer evenin'
And it sounds just like a song
Breathe me in
Breathe me out
I don't know if I could ever go without
Watermelon sugar high
Watermelon sugar high
Watermelon sugar high
Watermelon sugar high
Watermelon sugar high
Watermelon sugar high
Watermelon sugar high
Watermelon sugar high
Bitches callin' my phone like I'm locked up, nonstop
From the plane to the fuckin' helicopter, yeah
Cops pullin' up like I'm givin' drugs out, nah, nah
I'm a popstar, not a doctor
Bitches callin' my phone like I'm locked up, nonstop
From the plane to the fuckin' helicopter, yeah
Cops pullin' up like I'm givin' drugs out, nah, nah
I'm a popstar, not a doctor
Ayy, shawty with the long text, I don't talk, ayy
Shawty with the long legs, she don't walk
Yeah, last year, I kept it on the tuck, ayy
2020, I came to fuck it up, yeah
I want a long life
A legendary one
I want a quick death, and a easy one
I want a pretty girl
I would've stayed at home
'Cause I was doin' better alone
But when you said: Hello
I know that was the end of it all
I should've stayed at home
'Cause now there ain't no letting you go
With the one that could break my heart?
Oh no, I was doin' better alone
But when you said: Hello
I know that was the end of it all
I should've stayed at home
'Cause now there ain't no letting you go
With the one that could break my heart?
(Oooooh) Break my heart
(Oooh) Break my heart
(Oooh) Break my heart
With the one that could break my heart?
I'm not your friend or anything, damn
You think that you're the man
I think, therefore, I am
I'm not your friend or anything, damn
You think that you're the man
I think, therefore, I am
Stop
Pullin' out the coupe at the lot
Told 'em fuck 12, fuck SWAT
I just hit a lick with the box
Had to put the stick in a box
Pour up the whole damn seal, I'ma get lazy
I got the mojo-deals, we been trappin' like the '80s
She sucked a hold in soul, gotta Cash App
Told 'em wipe a freaking nose, say slatt, slatt
I won't never sell my soul, and I can back that
And I really wanna know, where you at, at?
Workin' on the weekend like usual
Way off in the deep end like usual
They can swear they passed us, they doin' too much
Haven't done my taxes, I'm too turnt up (hey)
Bitch, this is fame, not clout
I don't even know what that's about, watch your mouth
Baby got a ego twice the size of the crib
I can never tell her shit, it is what it is
Said what I had to and did what I did
Never turn my back on FBG, God forbid
Virgil got the Patek on my wrist doing frontflips
Giving you my number, but don't hit me on no dumb shit
Woo, hunnid thousand for the cheapest ring
On a his finger, lil' bitch, woo
I done flew one out to Spain to be in my domain
And Audemar'd the bitch, woo
Dropped three dollars on a ring
Call it Bentley truck, lil' bitch, woo
I was in the trap serving cocaine
I ain't been the same since, woo
Granny, she was standing right there
While I catch a play on a brick, woo
I make them lil' fucking go haywire
Taliban
I said, certified freak
Seven days a week
Wet-ass pussy
Make that pull-out game weak, woo
(There's some hoes in this house)
(There's some hoes in this house)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, you fucking with some wet-ass pussy
Bring a bucket and a mop for this wet-ass pussy
Give me everything you got for this wet-ass pussy
Now from the top, make it drop
That's some wet-ass pussy
Now get a bucket and a mop
That's some wet-ass pussy
I'm talking WAP, WAP, WAP
That's some wet-ass pussy
Macaroni in a pot
That's some wet-ass pussy
Ho-ho-ho-ho-how you like that?
You gon' like that, that-that-that-that, that-that-that-that
How you like that? (Bada-bing, bada-boom-boom-boom)
You like that, that-that-that-that, that-that-that-that?
Look at you, now look at me
Look at you, now look at me
Look at you, now look at me
How you like that?
Look at you, now look at me
Look at you, now look at me
Look at you, now look at me
How you like that?
Your girl need it all and that’s a hundred
Baek gae junge baek nae mokseul weonhae
É o Niack chega, embraza
E dá choque no seu sistema
Só não me arruma problema
Tu pediu pra eu te botar
Oh, Juliana
O que tu quer de mim?
Já falei que eu passo o rodo
E não caio em qualquer papim
Então desliza, desliza
Cheguei pra gente brincar
Então, desce pro play, você vai gostar
No way, vamo argumentar
Quero ver descer até o pai cansar
Sim, vem cá jogar pra mim, vem cá jogar pra mim, vem gostosin'
Sim, vem cá jogar pra mim, vem cá jogar pra mim
Sobe, desce, para, depois joga na minha cara e faz
Só basta você me ligar
Que eu vou correndo te encontrar
Só basta você me ligar
Que eu vou correndo te encontrar
Eu já te superei, certeza eu superei
Mas não manda mensagem outra vez
Senão recairei
E agora eu vou fazer uma máquina do tempo
Vou encher ela de boldo
Vou voltar pro passado e reescrever tudo de novo
Vou pros anos '70 encontrar com o meu sogro
Mas eu to sem amor com o bolso cheio de onça
Ninguém se cansa
Vou cantar sofrência igual Marília Mendonça
Nossa vizinhança já já se cansa
Vou cantar sofrência
I'ma show you how to get it
It go, right foot up, left foot slide
Left foot up, right foot slide
Basically, I'm saying either way
We 'bout to slide, ayy
Can't let this one slide, ayy
Don't you wanna dance with me? No?
I could dance like Michael Jackson
I could give you thug passion
It's a Thriller in the trap where we from
Baby, don't you want to dance with me?
Brand new Lamborghini, fuck a cop car
With the pistol on my hip like I'm a cop (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Have you ever met a real super rockstar?
This ain't no guitar, bitch, this a Glock
My Glock told me to promise you gon' squeeze me
You better let me go the day you need me
Soon as you up me on that fella, get to bustin
Switchin' them positions for you
Cookin' in the kitchen and I'm in the bedroom
I'm in the Olympics, way I'm jumping through hoops
Know my love infinite, nothin' I wouldn't do
That I won't do, switchin' for
Perfect, perfect
You're too good to be true (oooh)
But I get tired of runnin'
Fuck it, now I'm runnin' with you (with you)
The boy you got that yummy-yum
That yummy-yum, that yummy-yummy
And boy you got that yummy-yum
That yummy-yum, that yuum
'Cause I'll be
'Cause I-I-I'm in the stars tonight
So watch me bring the fire and set the night alight (hey)
Shining through the city with a little funk and soul
So I'ma light it up like dynamite, whoa oh oh
Day to night to morning, keep with me in the moment
I'd let you had I known it, why don't you say so?
Didn't even notice, no punches left to roll with
You got to keep me focused, you want it, say so
Fill 'em with the venom, and eliminate 'em