My Everything B-Lovee

[Intro]
(And this beat from Cash, not from YouTube)
Grrah

[Chorus]
She actin' naughty, she want me to spank it
Bad lil' bitch, not basic
Give you my time, you better not waste it (Grrah, grrah)
We catch an opp, no waitin', like (Like what?)
We just gon' up and broad day shit (Uh-huh)
Feelin' like Wick 'cause the way that I aim it, like
Ain't nowhere you can go when them bullets start rainin'
Like, no, I ain't mad, that ain't my ho, like (That ain't my ho)
He think he it, but he not, though (He not, though)
She let me hit in a Tahoe (Let me hit in a Tahoe)
Made eighty packs off a iPhone (Uh-huh)
Fuckin' her good, so she keep callin' my phone (Uh-huh)
Totin' this knocker, I can't stop for police
Heard he a shooter, I heard he was police

[Verse]
I heard that he slidin', he bang for his homies
I heard he got knocked and started blamin' his homies (Like what?)
He claim that thot, but he ain't the only (Ain't the only)
Droppin' the Y, that shit, it be on me (Be on me)
She get off the 'Migo, then ride like a pony (Like huh?)
Kay in the cut and he dangerous (Uh-huh)
She act bad with the jatty, she know how to shake it (She know how to)
I act bad with the beam on the ratty, I don't gotta chase it (Uh)
Put the beam on the bag and then flame it (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Ask around town, you know I ain't basic (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
If I give you some time, I just hope you don't waste it (Ah)
Baby girl, come here, come here, let me taste it
Ever catch you cheatin', I'ma up and flame it (Grrah, grrah)