Let's go (Yeah yeah Neeko
You made that motherfuckin' beat Ah nah)
You know it's Baby nigga hahaha
Hah
(Oh Lord Jetson made another one) ha
She wanna fuck with me but
I don't got the time (Mmh mmh)
I just hopped off a private plane
And went and hopped on 85 (Yeah)
Go call my chauffeur bitch
'Cause I don't like to drive
We in Suburbans back to back and
We gon' fill 'em up with vibes (Let's go)
Fill 'em with vibes (Yeah) get
In and ride (Yeah yeah)
And no a nigga not blind (Uh uh)
But I keep the stick
And I'm firin' (Bitch)
I ain't met a nigga in life
That's fuckin' with me say
He did then he lyin' (Mmh mmh)
Got so many vibes stuffed in the car
We can fuck them hoes
Six at a time (No cap)
I make them hoes say
That nigga so fine (Ooh)
Girl he got the dick you can
Feel in your spine (Yeah)
Yeah that what they say about Baby
You know that them
Bitches don't play about Baby
Baby should go run for president
Look what God did took
His time with me (Yeah yeah)
Got a red and white
Ho like a peppermint (Ooh)
Book the hotel take the vibes in
She gon' fuck me
And fuck on my brethren (Uh)
My brother 'nem havin'
Three hoes in the king size
I ain't finished yet
(Mmh) get another bitch (Mmh)
Got her ridin' dick and
Screamin' yeehaw (Mmh mmh mmh mmh)
Make me proud girl you a cowgirl (Huh)
Did a handstand I'm like
Wow girl (Okay okay)
Got me fuckin' her upside
Down (Ooh mmh) baow baow
Yeah we goin' dumb
Say she wanna cum (Mmh)
I'm lookin' like When
She lookin' like Now
Some more came in say they want it too
I tagged in my brother
Bitch I'm out (Bye) I know
She wanna fuck with me but
I don't got the time (Mmh mmh yeah)
I just hopped off a private plane
And went and hopped on 85 (Yeah)
Go call my chauffeur bitch
'Cause I don't like to drive
We in Suburbans back to back and
We gon' fill 'em up with vibes (Let's go)
She wanna fuck on me
But I don't got the time (Mmh mmh)
I just hopped off a private plane
And went and hopped on 85 (Yeah)
Go call my chauffeur bitch
'Cause I don't like to drive
We in Suburbans back to back and
We gon' fill 'em up with vibes (Look)
Let's get on a jet (Yeah) come
Give me some neck (Yeah yeah)
She ain't pickin' up (Huh) and her
Nigga just called she gon' send him a text
I don't need no doc' bitch
You know I'm a dog better send me the vet
Ever made you a million I tell 'em Riddle
Me that ain't offended me yet
My bitch drink Bacardi I'm in this bitch
Feelin' like 'Set (Okurr) quarter mil' on my neck
One point two on the crib four hundred
Thou' on the whip dickin' down your lil' bitch
I'm 'bout to go buy me a coupe (Zoom)
Pull up make
The doors raise the roof (Yeah)
Louis V army fatigue (Yes sir)
Hop out with a pole like
A troop (Yeah get in there)
Baby Ray Allen from three (Swish)
You leave me open I shoot (Baow baow)
We like Martin and
Pam at the hotel (Uh)
We kickin' hoes out get the boot (Mmh)
These hoes catchin'
Bodies they 'bout it (Yeah)
We having new vibes
In the lobby (New vibes)
That's wherever we go
Ain't no problem (No problem)
I just told a bitch
No she was childish (Bye)
Pulled up like
She wanna fuck with me but
I don't got the time (Mmh mmh)
I just hopped off a private plane
And went and hopped on 85 (Yeah)
Go call my chauffeur bitch
'Cause I don't like to drive
We in Suburbans back to back
And we gon' fill 'em up with vibes