SNA! Chow Lee

[Intro]
Always Slizzy, bro, always fucking Slizzy

[Verse]
She asked who she speakin' to
This the sexiest nigga alive
In the flesh, comin' to you live
My hand on your breast, other on your thighs
Feel like Kobe when it come to sex shit
I shoot my shot, I'm gon' hit uncontested
She sent the text, but I ain't get the message
She wanna cuff, I got brick can't arrest me

[Chorus]
That's what they callin' me
Nope, you cannot have all of me
That's what she callin' me
Baby, you cannot have all of me
She asked if I got othеr bitches (What?)
Is that a question for real?
Look at mе, is that a question for real?
I'm a—
I'm not your—

[Post-Chorus]
That mean you can't have me when you want me
That mean you can't have me when you need me
That mean you can't call me if I'm busy
That mean I'm not texting back speedy
Matter of fact, I'm not texting back neither
I don't care, I'll see you when I see you
Matter of fact, I'm about to bench you for the season
Matter of fact, you can watch from the bleachers
I'm treating my hoes like clothes
I just got a whole new season
I bust on the face of my songs
Sweet chin music, whole new meaning
I'm a—