Story lyrics

[Intro: JuneOnnaBeat]
(JuneOnnaBeat)
Turn me up, then
Ooh

[Verse 1: JuneOnnaBeat]
[?] in the Sprite make it hit stronger
She like droppin' attitude 'cause you hit longer
I used to drive a bucket, had ten owners
All backseat action, b*tch, bend over
We in this Track tryna make the Jeep flip over
When I'm high, I drive slow and won't get over
'Migo know I'm bullsh*ttin', I'm tryna get over
And now he want action or a clip-over

[Verse 2: GrindHard E]
I ain't gon' lie, the last plug I had, my n*ggas hit a lick on him
They just took his sh*t, they ain't even up a stick on him
I'm the type to hit a lick, scope thе play out, and then sit on 'em
Right beforе he walk in the crib, we gon' get on him
In the crib chillin', this b*tch callin', tryna get over
I ain't finna come and get you, b*tch, call a Lyft over
She bad as hell, I wish that you could see the hips on her
I told her, "Just know, when you get here, I'm droppin' di*k on you"

[Verse 3: JuneOnnaBeat]
Up that motherf*ckin' stick on you
Keep jumpin' out my hand, you got motherf*ckin' kick on you
Uh, I'll motherf*ckin' sit on you
Start hoppin' out them vans with them motherf*ckin' blicks on you
I ain't like her, had to ditch on her
Goofy-ass b*tch, I ain't even finna trip on her
Bought my b*tch the same shoes and told her, "Drip on her"
I'll pull up in this 'Cat with the kit on her
[Verse 4: GrindHard E]
I ain't gotta cheat, see a b*tch I wanna f*ck and put my b*tch on her
You the type to catch your b*tch cheatin' and then beat on her
I'm the type of f*ck to spin a b*tch and pull a D on her
She a freaky b*tch, I whip my di*k out and leave skeet on her

[Verse 5: JuneOnnaBeat]
Ah, my lifer partner, he don't even ask for JPay
Only Cash App for some pay-pay
I'll spin around this b*tch like I'm Day-Day
Let me drive the boat and we gon' crash, b*tch, mayday
She gon' do whatever a n*gga, n*gga say-say
Damn, I'm lyin', she mad I kept callin' her Shay Shay
In the backseat with Hector, we was pullin' down on Jorge
I been on my lawyer line tryna figure out the court date

[Verse 6: GrindHard E]
High as hell, almost took the blick into my court date
I'ma f*ckin' get some head, I ain't really into foreplay
Walk in the store and scam, if they ask, then my name is Cordae
Quit sellin' dope, the fiends askin', "Where is shorday?"
I mean shorty
Any day, I'ma pick the FN over the 40
Almost shot a fiend when he paid me, he tried to short me
Whipped the heat out aggressive, he tried to change up his story