Lyrics: Lytra /Asteria /kets4eki
Music: Lytra /Asteria /kets4eki
B***h sit, hold up, drank got me movin' slower
I know your ho, she know us, she actin' up, I told her
B***h sit, hold up, drank got me movin' slower
I told her "Drop it lower", baby come drop it lower
Everyday we posted up, don't give a **** 'bout what you say
Youngest millionaires in town, these b*****s don't how to act
Money right up to the cup, yeah, we're gettin' ****in' laid
Off Bacardi and some coke, told this b***h to suck my d**k
B***h sit, hold up, drank got me movin' slower
I know your ho, she know us, she actin' up, I told her
B***h sit, hold up, drank got me movin' slower
I told her "Drop it lower", baby come drop it lower
I'm out with those b*****s, see me popping up some Xans
See me everywhere you met us, know I'm still gon' let you hit, uh
You can have my number, but nah, you can't have the photo
Nah, you can't have my heart, nah b***h, you can't have the photo
You can't have a picture, you can't have a photo
Chillin' with your b***h, yeah, I had to let you know
You can't have a picture, you can't have a photo
Chillin' with your b***h, yeah, I had to let you know
This b***h acting crazy, had to tell her, "Tell me why? Oh why?"
I already told her "I'm sorry" a hundred times—times
Pull up to the party with friends, they tellin' lies—lies
Don't act like you know me, and don't know she bumpin' lines—lines
B***h sit, hold up, drank got me movin' slower
I know your ho, she know us, she actin' up, I told her
B***h sit, hold up, drank got me movin' slower
I told her "Drop it lower", baby come drop it lower
Baby, come drop it lower
Baby, come drop it lower
Baby, come drop it lower (Nah, you can't have my heart)
Baby, come drop it lower (Nah b***h, you can't have the fun)
(Lower—lower—lower—lower)