Last Claim DBangz

[Intro]
Help me minimize my pride
The way you talk, the way you look
The way you walk, you got me shook
Girl, you pop, girl, I'm hooked
But you livin' life in that fast lane
On that fast train, and our last names
Should be exact same
Girl, I promise this the last claim that I make

[Verse 1]
I been tryna get it, but it's kinda difficult
Because the attitude you give me is a little typical
Your body language is becoming invisible and my physical
Is sick of all these pitiful attempts to fit the syllables, shit
The way I get it is irrelevant
'Cause it's a definite that either way I'm gonna benefit
'Cause when I'm in my element, I'm never hesitant
'Cause I'm a specialist with some evidence that I'm elegant
Niggas always hating, and they ladies want a piece of me
Other niggas love me and tell me they wanna feature me
Three-hundred for a thirty second verse, I do it easily
If you ain't tryna fuck, go get some money, do not speak to me
'Cause recently, I been on a whole new frequency
And frequently, I been doin' a bunch of shit illegally
Like smoking seven doobies and doing it all repeatedly
So, baby, if you wanna come along, then take a seat with me