Sexin Me lyrics

[Skit]
But let it be one of them n*ggas though
You been textin' them all-day
FaceTimin' they ass all f*cking day
But you can't never text me the f*ck back
Over there wanna be dancing and sh*t
Thinkin' you a motherf*ckin' backyardigan
But you act like you don't see me blowin' up that f*ckin' phone every the f*ck day
And if yo' ass wasn't all the way, f*ckin', eighteen hours away
I'd come over there and slap the f*ck out of you, really
'Cause everytime I see a motherf*ckin' video, you got that motherf*ckin' phone in yo' motherf*ckin' hand
Now, if I beat that ho down your throat, I'd bе wrong

[Intro]
(Alright, Brando)
Turn that light on, XO
(Say Brando what it's hittin' for?)
Baow, ah, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, what, what?

[Chorus]
I got these b*tches plan on sеxin' me
I'm in a cocaine-white tee and I make millions in my sleep
Oh, bless the boy who plan on stretchin' me
Inside the car we leave 'em sleep
I show the b*tch I be YB (There go Kentrell)
In another Rolls, fresh from head to toe (There go Kentrell)
Jiggin' bad, hold on, get it shawty
Woah now, lil' mama, bounce that ass
Hold on, bow, bow
You know I'm gon' show 'em how to act
I could barely do my dance, my pockets full of cash
[Verse]
Come from poverty
Know I got to show my ass off in this motherf*cker
Ain't no stoppin' me, f*ck up the game
Bad b*tches gon' follow me
Dirty stick named YBOO
Diggin' session, we gon' knock two
Anywhere, shoot out the window
Tear up yo' car, my n*gga, f*ck you
Ooh, bow, let me hit it, watch me get in there
Come straight out the block, and he a millionaire, dumb sh*t
"Girl, there go Kentrell and all them felon ass he run with"
North sh*t, I knock you off, b*tch, they know that I slump sh*t
She want me, wan' put it on me, I know
With my n*ggas real fly high, you ain't gotta worry 'bout how I roll
I don't know, but, they don't like me
I say, "f*ck all these n*ggas"
I ain't talkin' to her, she say she like
Got that sh*t in my system

[Chorus]
I got these b*tches plan on sexin' me
I'm in a cocaine-white tee and I make millions in my sleep
Oh, bless the boy who plan on stretchin' me
Inside the car we leave 'em sleep
I show the b*tch I be YB (There go Kentrell)
In another Rolls, fresh from head to toe (There go Kentrell)
Jiggin' bad, hold on, get it shawty
Woah now, lil' mama, bounce that ass
Hold on, bow, bow
You know I'm gon' show 'em how to act
I could barely do my dance, my pockets full of cash