She want a nice guy yeah
A choo she on a mission
Got her thigh high
Bumper sitting high like steps,

You ain’t lieing
Bout dat
Vex
Got dem looking at your hand
And they ain’t see a band on it
.
See she groovy
Black face in a Gucci’
Issa movie,
Got her flying on maps
And when she touch road
Every man want dat!


Yard party beat down
A wall like bap
Soldier been here on her own.
No cap


It’s over
She’s floating in the mattress
Scrolling posing on camera
Snap chat all the angels,
Caption
Readers
what happen....
It’s like I want the finner things life
Without the hype, and now they see me
Eating and everybody want a slice,

Slew dem
Appropriation
This my culture
So I school dem
Run with automatic
Moving slow
Like I’m from Houston
Why you over there
Just looking
I went from eating
Jelly sandwich in the bookings.
I miss my granny
My kitty
Always cooking
A blind man
With the roosters in his living room
Aight fam
That’s how you live
I ain’t judging you

Hey
Rolling up windows
In traffic we tinted
Gave her some jewels
Told her everything
Grow that is living
Poppa was fooled
He found a way out
The liquor is wicked
I took a pull
And passed the loud
And got back on my mission


She want a nice guy yeah
A choo she on a mission
Got her thigh high
Bumper sitting high like steps,

You ain’t lieing
Bout dat
Vex
Got dem looking at your hand
And they ain’t see a band on it
.
See she groovy
Black face in a Gucci’
Issa movie,
Got her flying on maps
And when she touch road
Every man want dat!


Yard party beat down
A wall like bap
Soldier been here on her own.
No cap


Let’s start the intermissions
Rolling in the Bentley or the Beamer
I’m a dreamer like the king
Martin luther,
Fenty under armor
Got the navy underwear,
Bad gyal, keep it fully loaded
Right In her brassieres,
Choo she on a mission
She chatting too no pigeons
Move little a different
From the story she was given
Proudly bouncing back
Got the stacks in the kitchen
Salt tay cut the steak like salt bae
On them bitches

Hey
Party in the back
I’m moving with your misses
You heard that I’m a Mac
The proof is in the pudding
You hold a sister back
And then she started pushing
Mans from the ends
Big up dem
Yeah I’m cooking
Gyal like roci ah me friend dat
I put it down for my family
You can bet dat
And if you doubt me
I’ll be damn to forget dat
You heard my name
And respect following
That.

She want a nice guy yeah
A choo she on a mission
Got her thigh high
Bumper sitting high like steps,

You ain’t lieing
Bout dat
Vex
Got dem looking at your hand
And they ain’t see a band on it
.
See she groovy
Black face in a Gucci’
Issa movie,
Got her flying on maps
And when she touch road
Every man want dat!


Yard party beat down
A wall like bap
Soldier been here on her own.
No cap