Lyrics: Devon Francis
Music: Devon Francis
[Intro]
(ViviSoulja)
She wanna ****, she wan' get away
Beat that bitch like a 808
I **** her hard she can’t stand straight
[Chorus]
Ayy, yeah, ayy, give me head wit my feet up
Ayy, yeah, ayy, I think she's a keeper
Ayy, yeah, ayy, I think she a freak, yuh
Ayy, yeah, ayy, I think I might keep her
And my car, it go outta space
And my crib, it got hella space
And my bitch, she from outta state
So much guap, gotta compensate
Ayy, yeah, ayy, so much guap, my pockets like a safe
Ayy, yeah, ayy, so much guap, my pockets overweight
Ayy, yeah, ayy, reigning champ, nigga heavyweight
Ayy, yeah, ayy, and she wanna ****, I might pull up, James Harden
****еd her cause she starvin'
I bе in her garden
You be linking garbage
You be linking dogshit
And yo music dogshit
They send shots, I dodged it
Like I was a Dodger
Crosses ’round my collar
She call me daddy like her father
I wanna call but I won't bother
'Cause she gon' cry like a todler
She gon' cry, cry, cry, cry right to sleep
She gon' cry, she gon' cry, but she won't leave, me
[Bridge]
Ayy, yeah, yeah
Ayy, yeah, yeah
Ayy, yeah, ayy
Ayy, yeah, ayy, give me head wit my feet up
Ayy, yeah, ayy, I think she’s a keeper
Ayy, yeah, ayy, I think she a freak, yuh
Ayy, yeah, ayy, I think I might keep her