Versatile Veela

Gotta do my thing
Running solo no pay
Having nightmares where everything fade to black
I told my girl, hold up i'll be right back
Steady smoking at it then i make a dope track
Gloats on my face stackin money bigger
Going through the race make ya haters sicker
Get up off my case all about figures
Gotta get it all never slip through my fingers

She got that tum tum
Yeah she thick yeah a bit developed
Sit still mommy make you sing a capella
Oh she wanna party
Big dilemma
K gotta get dressed again
Yes yes yеah I'm glad we could get togethеr
Small talk is a pain and I'm gettin' fed up
Eyes strainin' a bit to check her
I know she doin the same now

Ah
You stay cute in my ride
Blind me with lipstick shine
If I lose it all, baby we fine
Yeah, I got it, it's all good
I'm versatile