Ting Ting

First things first, I did it

First thing first

'Cause I rap, I ain't wit' it

Damn, my bad

Whoa, whoa, yeah

Whoa, whoa, yeah

Car

First things first, I did it

Bro, if I knew that was your bitch, I woulda still hit it

You think 'cause I rap that I ain't wit' it

Police talkin' on the phone 'bout some real business

15 million for two albums, boy, that's real business

I know the devil workin' on us, bitch, we still winnin'

Helicoptors on my car windows real tinted

You gon' start some shit you won't, that baby will finish

She want me 'cause I'm a star, okay, I get it

She want fuck me off ah bar, okay, I'm wit' it

You can't jump back in dis car

You can't jump back in dis car once I say I'm finished

Yeah, I ain't A$AP Rocky, you ain't RiRi

Bitch, I betta not ever hear you say you need me

Get you out my face, bitch, you ain't 3D

I ain't Drake, but do you love me, Keke?

If you ever think of me, just ring me

She woke up on the water, now she sinking

I told Ling Ling keep it solid, you get bling bling

Vietnamese, I fell in love wit' a ting ting

I can take you out on a trip, pick a island

Fast car, baby, you can pick what we ride in

Take yo' phone out, you can take a pic, bae, we ain't hiding

Is you freaky, baby? Can you come and fuck me while I'm driving? Uh-huh

I hate that I told you leave, I want you 'round

Yeah, Penthouse, it's goin' down, uh

Pedal to the floor board, she go rounds

I ain't tryna record, post it wit' no sound

Yeah, I ain't A$AP Rocky, you ain't RiRi

Bitch, I betta not ever hear you say you need me

Get you out my face, bitch, you ain't 3D

I ain't Drake, but do you love me, Keke?

If you ever think of me, just ring me

She woke up on the water, now she sinking

I told Ling Ling keep it solid, you get bling bling

Vietnamese, I fell in love wit' a ting ting

I can take you out on a trip, pick a island

Fast car, baby, you can pick what we ride in

Take yo' phone out, you can take a pic, bae, we ain't hiding

Is you freaky, baby? Can you come and fuck me while I'm driving? Uh-huh

I hate that I told you leave, I want you 'round

Yeah, Penthouse, it's goin' down, uh

Pedal to the floor board, she go rounds

I ain't tryna record, post it wit' no sound