Plenty Sun

The beat's so hard, I don't even wanna say nothin'

Stop playin' wit' 'em, RIOT

He like, "Bae, you hella fine, but you hella young"

I'm like, "Baby, don't you worry, I'm like twenty-some"

He like, "Okay, so you pop this, then you good enough"

On my tiny tongue, he put his stommy down

He got plenty funds (Plenty funds)

We done hit the strip club, he got plenty ones (Plenty ones)

We done hit his trap house, he got many guns (Many guns)

Birdie took a fake Perc', now he got tummy runs (Tummy runs)

I ain't got no fucking kids, I got hella sons

And you chillin' with a star, not just anyone

And you chillin' with a star like it's plenty sun

And I packed the whole zip, I got dirty lungs

And I post my fire pics, yeah, the Getty ones (Damn)

Ain't got time for them bitches, yeah, them bitches bums (Bitches bums)

I ain't got a lot of friends, I'm meticulous

All them damn diamonds on me look ridiculous

All them damn diamonds on me look ridiculous

All them damn diamonds on me look ridiculous

All them damn diamonds on me look ridiculous

All them damn diamonds on me look ridiculous (Ridiculous, ridiculous)

He like, "Bae, you hella fine, but you hella young"

I'm like, "Baby, don't you worry, I'm like twenty-some"

He like, "Okay, so you pop this, then you good enough"

On my tiny tongue, he put his stommy down

He know I'm too fine to be single, course I got a man (Course I got a man)

But you cute, I'll fuck with you, I'll cancel all my plans (All my plans)

Put that shit on, think he fly, he think he Peter Pan (Peter Pan)

How are ya bitches mad at me, I thought she need a man? (Need a man)

So what you tryna do?

Get me food or some bags and designer shoes

You ain't crackin' till you sign this, I got shit to lose (Shit to lose)

And you munchin' first, ****, I don't make the rules (Make the rules)

And you ask a lot of shit, ****, this ain't class (This ain't class)

You just gotta know I'm bad with a lot of ass (Lot of ass)

You just gotta know I'm paid with a lot of plaques (Lot of plaques)

And I always come in first, yeah, I'm never last (Never last)

He like, "Bae, you hella fine, but you hella young"

I'm like, "Baby, don't you worry, I'm like twenty-some"

He like, "Okay, so you pop this, then you good enough"

On my tiny tongue, he put his stommy down

And you chillin' with a star like it's plenty sun