Lyrics: FelixThe1st/Dreya Mac/Finch Fetti
Music: FelixThe1st/Dreya Mac/Finch Fetti
Little niqqas really wan’ at me (At me)
Lockdown, still doing up Cali (Cali)
Gingerbread man, can’t catch me (No)
Flexed up like they really move pally (Pally)
I don’t want ish just at me (At me)
I just want money, that’s calm
Teenage, never worry ’bout acne
Like, I ain’t ever been with a baddie (With a baddie)
She calm, so I add her to the tally
Madison, but I’m calling her Maddy (Yeah)
Like, Mads, try send me the addy
Buss a right, then a left at the alley (The alley)
Like, Drey, you don’t look to shabby (You don’t look too-)
Geordie ting come from The Valleys (Valleys)
Like, I just wanna play with that fanny (Gimme that, gimme that)
Lil’ miss, I really wan’ play with that pucci
Baby, she give me the wet (WeT)
I make that puccis quirt
I tell her, “Felix go first” (Wait)
She wanna tell me she love me
I tell her “I’m cool” so I tell her to skrrt (Yeah)
My little bit^h do the dirt (Nah)
She don’t wan’ hear me, she left (Nah, nah, nah)
Like Dreya too forward, Dreya too bait
Dreya too nuff (Like, Dreya too nuff)
Keep on assuming, I don’t correct
I call your bluff (Like, I call your bluff)
Gyal think they’re nice, hmm, nah
You ain’t buff (Like, you ain’t buff)
You’re lookin’ rough (Like, you’re lookin’ rough)
So just give me the stuff (Like, give me the stuff)
Ayy, she moving forward, she ain’t important
Gimme the love (Like, gimme the love)
Like, bit^h I want clarting, it’s something you got for me
Baby, what’s up? (Like, baby, what’s up?)
I want the pucci, baby, let me come and just fuk it up (Just fuk it up)
She don’t know what I’m about
Let me give you a head start (Let me just give you this start)
Dreya the best (Dreya the best)
Say it with chest (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Grabbin’ her breast (Ooh, yeah)
Let me caress (Like, let me caress)
She ain’t under duress (No)
No, she ain’t feeling no stress (Nah, nah, nah, nah)
I’m like, “Come here, babe, sit on my lap
Run your hands through my dreads”
Bit^h, ah
I blow smoke, chim-chimney (Smoke)
Bad bit^h, she not feelin’ me
Fuk sake Felix, come like frenemy (Woo)
Like Oliver Twist she begging for more
Like, sis, just pour the Hennessy (Yeah)
Get set, fuk the ready, we steady, B (Ah, ah)
She taste special, Miss, what’s the recipe? (Ah, ah)
I give her like four, give me ten of each (Mwah)
Shit, she want the best of me
Flip her over in bed ’til she rest in peace
Beat up the pucci and pray that she rest in peace (Bit^h)
She sniffing that Disney shit (Nah)
She call it that Good Luck Charlie (Good Luck Charlie)
All these bit^hes wanna party (All wanna party)
They on me, they all on my body (All on my body)
She rock, she popping the Molly (Bitch)
She don’t wanna **** with my squady (Nah, nah)
She wanna love on me only (Yeah)
She don’t wanna love on nobody (Love on nobody)