I want you control her
Ooh, I'm hopin' you control
Ay
I remember back then when we had the
PlayStation with the- with the clear controllers
y'all don't know nun bout that
o- the bitches with Duel Shock
Hell you talking bout
Yall niggas don't know nothing bout that bro
I'm playing phenom on a nigga man- streets, ha

I'm on controlled substance, I want you controllin' me
I bet you can see that this Aladdin, no Beauty and the Beast
Let's get unorthodox
you tell me somethin', won't be repeated
I can admit this, she gave me pussy once
feel like I need it
Mm, I don't know if I need it
shit I might just really want it
A white bitch said she need some color
I gave her my components
I said pull up in a monster
I say I pulled up in a monster truck
she gave me thunder domeage
Need yo credit I thank Lendly I just wanna pay you homage
Over and over, we had bonded I had her hooked no fawnings
Your clothes I'm tryna find em, you know I miss your tonsils
These niggas be police when niggas die so I don't taunt em
G63 I start it from my phone I grew up walking
I can't trust him
he look like he'll hear the precinct hear me talking
Double sunroof on the Maybach
popup splashin' like a dolphin
Muhfuckers call me like "what's goin' on?
"I said nun shit just balling
Mm, you the type, mm, that I'm attracted to
I swear to God, you come over here in
that outfit, I'm attacking you
I'm off a Elon pill, you lookin' so good, I'm scared of you
I need a E line deal, with electrolytes and extra scripts
I'm not wrong, I want lamb chops even though it's 9 AM
I could never stop lovin' the lean
if somebody cut I kill em
Hop in that car, niggas get yo mans and don't do no attempt
She love the way I dress and how I talk
I might just be a pimp uh huh
Look in his eyes
he ain't never been no gangster, he a wimp uh huh
Look in his eyes, he been crying over
that bitch, that nigga a simp, he
That wagyu from Japan, on the side, I had Kimchi
I told the hoe it don't matter I love
my hoes can I add you to the league
I told the hoe it don't matter ain't find her yet
she somewhere overseas
600-Benz cool, but I don't want it, I like 63
You know I put my foot on
that bitch neck and bounce with the lean
It's emeralds in my pieces
baguettes cheap and it wasn't made for me

Uh
White bitch said she need some color, gave her my components
Pulled up in a monster truck, she gave me thunder domeage