[Intro: Girl, PARTYNEXTDOOR & Travis Scott] Hey, I'm not allowed to do this, but does anyone have a cigarette? A menthol cigarette? It's my birthday I don't smoke cigarettes I don't either, that's why I look so young Cigs? It's her birthday I think Jordan does Or just, anything Jordan? Jordan?
[Pre-Chorus: Young Thug] I might use the bitch for a cook I might use the bitch for a stripper Pistol was a rooster Ayy, blat!
[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR] Fuck that other side, nigga, fuck that other side (Uh) We don't play that shit Yeah, grab your girl, tell your bitch, "Just quit playin" Later we gon' play that shit It's all good, it's alright Plenty bitches down to ride (Uh) Yeah, and if it all goes down (Brr)
[Verse 1: Young Thug] ABC, about to cum, she like children on her tongue I come red like I'm a nun (Woo) Inhalin' kush with my lungs (Woo) Covered in green like a fuckin' iguana End of the day, I'm the mo'fuckin' boss, like the fuckin' your honor I got Travis Scott inside the spot, and he leanin' like a mothafucka I feed bitches rocks and load the Glocks And now she feinin' like a mothafucka Her ass fat so she teasin' like a mothafucka Booty call, nigga, greedier than a mothafucka Hey, I wanna eat the little mothafucka Icy water, Fiji, mothafucka Let's get it
[Pre-Chorus: Young Thug] I might use the bitch for a cook I might use the bitch for a stripper Pistol was a rooster Ayy, blat!
[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR] Fuck that other side, nigga, fuck that other side We don't play that shit Yeah, grab your girl, tell your bitch, "Just quit playin'" Later we gon' play that shit It's all good, it's alright Plenty bitches down to ride Yeah, and if it all goes down
[Post-Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR] Nothin' but net Not-not-nothin' but net (Swoosh, ballin') Nothin' but net Nothin' but net Blat
[Verse 2: Travis Scott] Last call, last call for the weed and alcohol Last call for you to slip out them drawers Girl, I need it right now, get your ass in this stall We ain't got time to stall These niggas got me pissed off Sippin' so long, girl, I'm pissin' Cristal Sippin' and swervin' My words don't know if I crashed into a pool or her jaw Pops never home, left a long term On the back when a lil' nigga had to sit and deal with it Loner turned rock star, nigga, under the moon Got the world in my palm, 'bout to rub her pussy with it When you dominate it, come with digits Let her see the Tempur-Pedic Bend it over, beat it, skeet it Then delete it, then repeat it Then repeat it (Yeah) then she told me...
[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR] Fuck that other side, nigga, fuck that other side We don't play that shit Yeah, grab your girl, tell your bitch, "Just quit playin'" Later we gon' play that shit It's all good, it's alright Plenty bitches down to ride Yeah, and if it all goes down
[Post-Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR] Nothin' but net Not-not-nothin' but net (Swoosh, ballin') Nothin' but net Nothin' but netTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
