[Chorus]
Thinkin' 'bout you, fucks with my mood
But I don't wanna lose you, I just wanna hold you
It's a Friday night, she can hear my phone through the night, night, night
She talkin' bout she tryna come over for the night, night, night
She appear to be slimy, tell her bye, bye, bye
He play, fly him to the sky
Look, finna get flooded with tats
Tell that bitch "shake that ass"
I had to run up a bag
These n***as sat on they ass
And that's why I'm winnin'
And I'm livin' the life that I wanted to live
Never had none handed to me so why the fuck would I give?
Give a fuck about a n***a or a bitch, and that's how I live
And Ima keep livin' that way until a n***a not here