[Verse 1 - KM]
Rappers be flowing with floosies, I'm fallen
I think this my calling, but dont see me bugging
You might say I'm thugging, but really
I hit up your plug, they be looking for nothing
Stuck in this headless slush, He's selling you drugs you cuss
Settled on broke and now trying to find an endorphin rush
And you come to the kid, silly like the same old shit
And you bringing up the same old bit, make the same old bids
But the game don’t play like that
Sold my fame for the kids in the back
Turned a trap to a rack, but the gang laced up in the quarter snacks
Fuck a snapback and your Snapchat
Ah yes, I know, I see it, she’s foreign
Pull up in the backseat with my girl, wе exploring
Eddie bauer trim in Florеnce, I had a little fling with your gal
But she jarring my performance
You could call her my ex, but she more like an axe to the head
But we stayed ahead, got butter on bread, with coffee and head
I hit it and hit it and sent her to bed, breakfast with the kid no test
You might see me at my best
But the fact you gotta struggle with the rest got a pump in my chest
Dont stress
Earned a little bit of cred from the west
This my MO, dress to finesse so I say
[Chorus - KM]
Ayy, ayy, baby girl don’t play, breakfast in bed with café au lait
Say, say, I might need a vaycay
'Cause she stirring up a storm in my bed all day
Ayy, ayy, baby girl don’t play, breakfast in bed with café au lait
Say, say, I might need a vaycay
'Cause she stirring up a storm in my bed all day

[Verse 2 - KM]
Lapel with the studded rhinestones on my vest
But the diamonds in my breath, you better bet
You sounding like a robot, looking like a vagrant
They said I was fragrant, they said you were flagrant
Mix it with ostentatious, you an abomination
Dropping a bomb on this nation, inefficacious players
Swarming cicadas, Swarming my paper
Swarming this flavor with caramelization for later
We feed it to gators, they loving my haters and looking for traitors
And weekly debaters that looking a little bit queasy
But it ain't so easy
Twelve o'clock wheelie while we tearing with the gunmetal fairings
What we blaring?
This is J-Ford, nice to meet your parents
I hope we get along 'cause the intellects
Intersect where the green
Grows so fast, and this prose
Got a poetry flow and my verses are written not purchased
But worthless enough to get voted to pole position
I'm kissing this vision
Not wishing for missions to go out and get us suspended
But call me a killer bee villain with Dilla's permission
Listen to classics before you get sent to detention
I’m inching up forward before you start swinging and missing
I’m dissing the kids that decided to call up and quit it
I pity the wannabe critics, I wish they were calling me Hendrix
Instead they got me as a witness
Oh shit!
[Chorus - KM]
Ayy, ayy, baby girl don’t play, breakfast in bed with café au lait
Say, say, I might need a vaycay
'Cause she stirring up a storm in my bed all day
Ayy, ayy, baby girl don’t play, breakfast in bed with café au lait
Say, say, I might need a vaycay
'Cause she stirring up a storm in my bed all day