[Intro]
Yeah
Jets nigga where haven't we been yet
Could turn me up a lil bit though
Fuck boys is wonderin' if they bitch next

[Verse 1]
Everybody like "He's no item, please don't like him"
But the chance to sip cham with champs is enticing
Tried to fight the fever she followed them flashing lights man
And it's leading her directly to where I am
I stand G'd up as always
You can't knock it
Three cheers for spitta cause he always on his fly shit
I caught her eyes with sure hands like the legendary Jerry Rice
I give it to her right have her dreamin of weddin rice
She never smoke so much weed in her life
She high, I'm high
Too stuck to wake up
Remote control, shut the blinds
I wouldn't mind if we fuck a dozen mo times
Before you dip cuz you gotta get back to your man
Don't ask when you can see me again
I ain't good at making plans
Cooler than a ceiling fan
Spendin winter time at iceland, I am
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