Edible Flo Milli (Ft. Gunna)

[Intro]
(Ooh-la-la, Bangladesh)

[Chorus: Flo Milli]
I ain't had no good dick in some months, should I be scared of you?
Know the cookie good, but it's gon' hit you like an edible
Tryna shoot the club up with a cannon, he's incredible
First rich baby daddy in Miami, I'm unstoppable
I ain't had no good dick in some months, should I be scared of you?
Know the cookie good, but it's gon' hit you like an edible
Touchin' on my body, I can't help but feel impeccable
The way he lift my legs up, like my schedule, bitch, I'm flexible

[Verse 1: Flo Milli]
And I'm feelin' myself, I'm so groovy (Yeah)
Make a wish, I'm a star in this movie (Okay)
Traumatized 'cause his old bitch a goofy (Haha)
I think this nigga scared he gon' lose me
I'm the truth, make a dare
Swipe his card 'cause I know he don't care (Yeah)
Come and eat it, I like when you stare (Come and eat it)
Go to war, boy, I'm fully prepared
Bet that honey pack give him a boost
Off that Taylor Port, I'm gettin' loose (Yeah)
Let go of my hoes, I gotta recruit (Gotta recruit)
Feel like Yoncé, these bitches on mute
Okay
Hop in the 'Rarri, I go outer space
I feel like Sha'Carri if it was race
I'm fiendin' for it, I should call him today (I should call him today)