Lyrics: Jamari Spencer
Music: Jamari Spencer
(chxncex, saan ka pupunta) Slatt, huh, what? Huh
(We in this— ro-ro— rockin' with—) I got the drank in my cup right now
Bitch, I don't really give a **** what you talkin' 'bout
Yeah, uh, I love seals, pills (I love 'em, I love 'em, I love 'em)
Yeah, uh, I love seals, bitch (Yeah, yeah-yeah)
Yeah, uh, I love seals, pills (Yeah, yeah-yeah)
Yeah, uh, I love seals, bitch (I love 'em, I love 'em, I love 'em)
Yeah, uh, I love seals, pills (Ooh, what?)
Two cups up, wan' throw on up my fit (Boop, boop-boop)
Yeah, I love seals, bitch (Slatt, slatt)
Got drank, oh really? I give no shit (Ooh)
Yeah, I love seals, bitch, I strip the hoes 'cause they be trippin'
Yeah, I love seals, bitch, yeah-yeah, I love— (Oh my God)
Yeah, money come in
Ye-yeah, this AR don't got a safety
Ugh, fools in crib, no payday
Ugh, fools in crib, no payday
Ugh, I be flexin' like Lil Tay
Bitch, run in your crib like Tay-K (Ugh)
I be flexin' like Lil Tay— Lil Tay (What? What?)
She eat the dick like a sundae (U-Ugh)
I can't **** that ho (I can't **** with you)
Ugh, pockets on me too— uh, slatt (Yeah)
Ask that bitch, they cold (And I got diamonds on my wrist)
I got two-tone poles (Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot)
And I got two-tone hoes (Slatt, what?)
Opps through run, they joke— joke (Slatt, what?)
Opps through run, they joke— joke (Slatt, what?)
Opps through run, they joke— joke (Ugh)
Opps through run, they—
Yeah, uh, I love seals, pills (I love 'em, I love 'em, I love 'em)
Yeah, uh, I love seals, bitch (Yeah, yeah-yeah)
Yeah, uh, I love seals, pills (Yeah, yeah-yeah)
Yeah, uh, I love seals, bitch (I love 'em, I love 'em, I love 'em)
Yeah, uh, I love seals, pills (Ooh, what?)
Two cups up, wan' throw on up my fit (Boop, boop-boop)
Yeah, I love seals, bitch (Slatt, slatt)
Got drank, oh really? I give no shit (Ooh)
Yeah, I love seals, bitch, I strip the hoes 'cause they be trippin'
Yeah, I love seals, bitch, yeah-yeah, I love— (Oh my God)
Ho, turn around and show cake
Maybach heater, it's a cold day
Hit 'em with one pump like Ceeday (Boop, boop, boop; boop)
Pockets Velveeta, where they cheese at? (Woo, woo; woo)
She got hella yams, the booty meat, ayy
Chug Jug the Tris like shit's a Kool-Aid (Whew, whew; whew)
I like when thick hoes call me "Good boy"
Yeah, uh, I love seals, pills (I love 'em, I love 'em, I love 'em)
Yeah, uh, I love seals, bitch (Yeah, yeah-yeah)
Yeah, uh, I love seals, pills (Yeah, yeah-yeah)
Yeah, uh, I love seals, bitch (I love 'em, I love 'em, I love 'em)
Yeah, uh, I love seals, pills (Ooh, what?)
Two cups up, wan' throw on up my fit (Boop, boop-boop)
Yeah, I love seals, bitch (Slatt, slatt)
Got drank, oh really? I give no shit (Ooh)
Yeah, I love seals, bitch, I strip the hoes 'cause they be trippin'
Yeah, I love seals, bitch, yeah-yeah, I love— (Oh my God)