[Intro: Yhung T.O.]
(Dee C)
Tryna hide that feeling, but your friend told me, yeah
[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
Thug nigga with them bands on me, yeah
She wanna fuck on a real man, don't she? Yeah
Tryna hide that feeling, but your friend told me
Spent fifteen hundred on my pants, shorty
Know you wouldn't be fuckin' with me if I wasn't the man, shorty
Put it on me like if you want it like you sayin', shorty
Know when you fuckin' with me, it ain't nothin' basic
Used to take shit, this a spaceship, watch me shapeshift
[Verse 1: Lil Sheik]
This a spaceship, hope I don't crash it
Nothin' basic, no V6, yeah, this the fastest, all this money that I'm havin'
I ain't tryna spend, well let me have it
You keep talkin' to me nasty like it's mine, but you playin', how that happen?
Told her, "Money, that's what make me happy"
All that ass on you, I'ma grab it, I ain't nothin' like your last, girl, get past it
Keep playin', smoke this blunt, I'ma get past you
Really ball, but I ain't playin' for the Mavericks
Lotta bitches wanna fuck me, call me daddy
And she don't even know me, but she like me, D'Ussé, my sister feelin' righteous
I been goin' crazy, so I had to up my prices
She want me on a flight to Miami
I'm in L.A. runnin' bands up, she don't understand, though
She just left from me, I swear I still smell her scent on me
Thug nigga with his bands up, I'm in public saggin'
Too much money on me, they tellin' me pull my pants up
(Dee C)
Tryna hide that feeling, but your friend told me, yeah
[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
Thug nigga with them bands on me, yeah
She wanna fuck on a real man, don't she? Yeah
Tryna hide that feeling, but your friend told me
Spent fifteen hundred on my pants, shorty
Know you wouldn't be fuckin' with me if I wasn't the man, shorty
Put it on me like if you want it like you sayin', shorty
Know when you fuckin' with me, it ain't nothin' basic
Used to take shit, this a spaceship, watch me shapeshift
[Verse 1: Lil Sheik]
This a spaceship, hope I don't crash it
Nothin' basic, no V6, yeah, this the fastest, all this money that I'm havin'
I ain't tryna spend, well let me have it
You keep talkin' to me nasty like it's mine, but you playin', how that happen?
Told her, "Money, that's what make me happy"
All that ass on you, I'ma grab it, I ain't nothin' like your last, girl, get past it
Keep playin', smoke this blunt, I'ma get past you
Really ball, but I ain't playin' for the Mavericks
Lotta bitches wanna fuck me, call me daddy
And she don't even know me, but she like me, D'Ussé, my sister feelin' righteous
I been goin' crazy, so I had to up my prices
She want me on a flight to Miami
I'm in L.A. runnin' bands up, she don't understand, though
She just left from me, I swear I still smell her scent on me
Thug nigga with his bands up, I'm in public saggin'
Too much money on me, they tellin' me pull my pants up
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