Lebanon

Told her, told her

To give me what I really want, uh, want, uh

I don't got no patience, I ain't no D-O-C

Threw her back up in the air, there wasn't no seat

Why my section startin' to look like K.O.D.?

Man, I heard that was your bih, why she on me?

We takin' shots now after shots now, shootin' threes

Startup button, I push it, ain't no key

I say, baby, you say that pussy there's for free

Can your pussy do it for my G's? My ****?

I know shawty by the door, that's a key

I hit her up with the pipe, she O.D.

Brim low, Gucci shades, style lowkey

Michael Jack', shawty bad, yeah, that's me

Eyes red off the cannabis flame

I got way more hoes than your daddy had

Pull up on a valet, front door the Bent'

Way you move, that don't make no sense

She checkin' bags like she 'bout to trip it

Shake that ass for a couple digits

Make a **** wanna hit or miss it

Showin' out, got e'rybody attention

She checkin' bags like she 'bout to trip it

Shake that ass for a couple digits

Make a **** wanna hit or miss it

Showin' out, got e'rybody attention

Titties jumpin' while that ass be clappin' for me

She go stupid with that ass, she gimme dummy

She a magician, always could point out a trick

We in the bathroom, and she always with the shits

On my Welven, who ain't got no bitches?

Somebody scratch my fingers, they be itchin'

No limits, just limited edition

I ain't tryna wife, I'm tryna mistress

This a jungle, know there's plenty hoes

You know I gotta wear camouflage

Got 'bout three hoes on my microphone, I tell 'em har-ménage

Every day I wake up, got it with 'em

Gotta get it, take care of the squad

Made up like my lesbians all out in Lebanon

She checkin' bags like she 'bout to trip it

Shake that ass for a couple digits

Make a **** wanna hit or miss it

Showin' out, got e'rybody attention

She checkin' bags like she 'bout to trip it

Shake that ass for a couple digits

Make a **** wanna hit or miss it

Showin' out, got e'rybody attention

Ay, man, I swear these hoes in here for e'rybody

She in my ear like, "JT, you're the boy"

What she do the dick off the Molly

Pourin' up, knuck and buck wit' e'rybody

Had her screamin' louder in my Maserati

Neck and wrist on Slick Rick, Lodi Dodi

I'ma leave wit' his bitch, prolly, prolly

Swear I'm ballin' with the shit, curry, curry

Know these **** out here carbon copy