On You Karlae (Ft. Young Thug)

[Chorus: Young Thug]
You can't... stop my...
Fucking love... from chasing her
I was loving on you, I was fucking on you
I was whipping your titty, I was sucking on you
I was never gon' stop 'til there's nothing on you
You in debt, yeah
If Y call your phone
I'll do whatever, just tell me when to stop
I've been nutting on you, I've been kissing on you
I've been walking on you, I've been pacing on you
Slowly loving on you, no new place with new, hey
You, hey

[Post-Chorus: Young Thug]
Oh, oh... Oh, oh
Oh, oh... Oh, oh

[Verse 1: Karlae & Young Thug]
He buy me Margielas, he change up the weather
He told me that I was his new Cinderella
He told me he buying a plane, a propeller
Hе made me his one and his own, whеnever (Yeah)
I'm playing with his dick, he's dealing with his paper
He skeet, off on you lames like skrt
He make, sure I stay hot like soup
Drop, the top off the coupe like whoop
Yeah, huh, huh
I'ma turn up on these bitches
Make sure I get whatever he getting
Ain't gotta be no ho for no digits
He know that I'm all that he missing
He know I'm shooting all of his pistols
I don't pillow-talk with these bitches
So he can tell me anything like his sister
The diamonds, they bust out the watches
A hole in his purse and it's Rasses
I won't tell the judge or nobody
We dripped up and dripped out in ices
Paper come in on a dolly
Most of my bitches be stallions
You play with the game and we wrestlin'
We beatin' up these bitches and stabbin' 'em