Lyrics: Aubrey Graham
Music: Aubrey Graham
All of these OnlyFans models on the 'Gram
If I slide in the DM
And I try and just talk to you
Then I would just be a fan
Just performed for twenty-thousand fans
Now she want twenty-thousand bands
How the **** does that make sense?
Baby, I'm just tryna understand
I was sayin' we should get some sun
I was thinkin' beaches with the sand
Asking if your manager could come
It seemed like your manager's your man
We was just downtown smoking
I had LSD emotion
I feel so much emotion
And when I'm 'bout to peak
I would prefer that we're speaking
So if you could get on the flight
And be here by the weekend
We could be outside tweaking
We could be outside tweaking
We could be outside tweaking
We could be outside tweaking
Yeah, we could be outside tweakin'
Fly Stunna Sandy to Ibiza
Fly Stunna Sandy to the Giza pyramids
Frank Ocean, Fisha
Ex said he left, I'm a diva
New nigga left me his Visa
He don't love me, I don't love him either
Yeah, all these other bitches get procedures
Copy my titties, wanna squeeze them
Show 'em something, make them a believer
Yeah, the Glock got a kick and a twitch
Make you niggas think I was a streamer
And if you book me the flight
I could be there by the weekend
Let me know what time I be leaving
We could be outside tweaking
We could be outside tweaking
We could be outside tweaking
We could be outside tweaking
We could be outside tweaking
We could be outside tweaking
We could be outside tweaking
We could be outside tweaking
We could be outside tweaking
We could be outside tweaking
We could be outside
Ayy, we could be outside tweakin', ayy