[Hook: Lastee]
I tell her I'm on my way
And I got a Chardonnay
I know that she love that shit
On my dick she wanna sit
I tell her I'm on my way
Your bitch I might confiscate
She a bomb, she a grenade
You can have her back later

[Verse 1: Lastee]
She can not be kinky sober
So I brought lean and some soda
I finna bend her over
Fuck a bedroom we got a sofa
Don't let this moment pass, cause in the morning it's over
Girl you look like you got class, I'm feeling like a Cassanova
Now she all wet like she in the sauna
She drips like a bottle of cold Coca-cola
I'm having a conversaton with a tweens
I'm fluent with the body language
She keeps saying that I'm sweet but I can be a little savage (ooh, ooh, ooh)

[Hook: Lastee]
I tell her I'm on my way
And I got a Chardonnay
I know that she love that shit
On my dick she wanna sit
I tell her I'm on my way
Your bitch I might confiscate
She a bomb, she a grenade
You can have her back later
[Verse 2: Crowned Yung]
I told lil' mama hold up, one minute I'll be quick I swear
Got tired of my old bitch cause I wore out so I went ahead and got a spare
She was in and out like a snare
Fucked on the couch in the dragon's lair
Cough out weed we passive here
Hidding aiming from Camden square
Fight that pussy I'm brawling
From the South, ain't talking New Orleans
I'm a rider till she forkin'
Then take off I ain't with the touring
Fist cock back, approach with caution
Gang on site here to take your Porsche
I like Pinots like Nipsey from Slauson
It's a long line to the bitch to fall in

[Hook: Lastee]
I tell her I'm on my way
And I got a Chardonnay
I know that she love that shit
On my dick she wanna sit
I tell her I'm on my way
Your bitch I might confiscate
She a bomb, she a grenade
You can have her back later
[Verse 3: Nasty C]
Put your back in, poke out the ass baby
The harder I stroke the more you get mad wavy
You say you back and you back for a bag baby
I know two of the same, your mouth and a pram
I beat the boss make the bitch wig slip off
Drive the bitch crazy make the wheels spin-off
I know you think you icy n***as will defrost
All them hollow chains you a Giggs imposter
Gorillas in the cut check your tone
You a pussy n***a immitating thugs from your home
Face tats make a fake rat feel strong
When a captain goes wrong they put caps in their own
It's a cold...world get your coat
So when we get hot, we splurge and we boast
I developed rappin' went nerd on the folks
Get my information go to work (woah)
Back to the topic I'm on my way
She got ass in the pockets, oh my days
I know you had a long day and your man is a lame
Make you drop like hate, well I'm gon' hydrate ya
I ain't gon' lie, I'm gon' be late but...
On the bright side you only wait for the great stuff
I'm getting some paper, wine, weed and K-cups
As soon as the wait's up, I'm picking your weight up
[Hook: Lastee]
I tell her I'm on my way
And I got a Chardonnay
I know that she love that shit
On my dick she wanna sit
I tell her I'm on my way
Your bitch I might confiscate
She a bomb, she a grenade
You can have her back later