HML Robb Bank$

[Chorus 1]
Slide right, real fine, young prime time
On shine, shawty, hit a nigga line
Yeah you, 5'5 with the brown eyes
Hair dripping down on sight
Shawty, hit a nigga line
Your chakras aligned
Peace sign on your Vibe all night
Shawty, hit a nigga line
And that pussy fire, so fire
Your future bright, celebrity over night

[Verse 1]
Shawty, call me so I can make it juicy
For you, that ass so Monique, make me forget about Laura
I hold it down, I turn her on
I bring her back to life when she fuck with the phone
My nigga she bad, she bad, I wanna scold her
ICarly, she look back like I told her
I fucked around, gave Zoey the 101
But Elisa that I met off Tinder the slick
Blew a kiss to the clit when I was in it
Moved my tongue to the left, a nigga don't need no direction
Pouya that's my brother, we fuck the same bitches
Double S-T-G-B, you can leave if you ain't with it, bitches
Yolanda from Tumblr, your name ain't it?
I fuck with these hoes, they gon' tell me where you stay at
She don't wanna fuck until we build something, wait
But my dick don't come with instructions, you playin'