On My Waist (feat. Famous Dex)

Two pints in my tummy, Hi-Tech

Shawty talkin' all that wild shit, just want the sex

No, I don't just want the sex, but, yeah, just want the neck

Yeah, I want the neck, you can keep the sex

.30 on my waist, pop it in his face

**** talkin' shit wild, smack him in his place

Put him in his place, .30 on his waist

Goyard on my waist, money in her face

Money in her face, Goyard on my waist

Gucci on my body, can't fuck with him, he a snake

Get that money fast, count up like a race

Wait, yeah, I run to the cake

I run to the cake, I run to the guap

Yeah, my money green, call that shit the guac

Yeah, I'm countin' knots, and I'm with your ho

And she with the bros, yeah, she want some mo'

Yeah, she want some more

I pour me a four

Coolin' wit' your ho

Cash out, so I'm kickin' his door

Wake, y'all, awake

I kick in his door

No more bein' broke, got that money, never goin' broke

Boy, this ain't no hustle, told your bitch to look

Why you actin' shook? All these **** crooks

All these **** lame, smack him and I took his chain

Got yo' bitch, she gave me brain

Why these **** want the fame?

Two pints in my tummy, Hi-Tech

Shawty talkin' all that wild shit, just want the sex

No, I don't just want the sex, but, yeah, just want the neck

Yeah, I want the neck, you can keep the sex

.30 on my waist, pop it in his face

**** talkin' shit wild, smack him in his place

Put him in his place, .30 on my waist

Goyard on my waist, money in her face

Goyard on my waist, money up in her face

Put your bitch up in her place

Place, yeah

Yeah, right up in her face

Yeah, watch her skate

Oh, yeah

Whoa, whoa, yeah

Whoa, whoa, yeah

Whoa, whoa