I Get Around lyrics

[Intro]
Eleven thousand
Ay

[Verse]
I'ma tell you about this 'lil sh*t that happened to me
I met this brown skin b*tch that I was happy to meet
And I was crackin' 'lil jokes and she was laughin' at me
I got her number, facetime, and we be texting and things
I got her under "Abraham" cause she be linkin' with me
I ain't even get to f*ck, she say she keeping it clean
One day when I was on "2k" my iPhone got a ding
What the message really said, n*gga, was way beyond me
Long story short, she said, "n*gga get behind me"
I was rushin' to thе pus*y on my momma I was serious
I asked if she suck a 'lil di*k causе I was curious
I pulled up, there's n*ggas outside, I ain't feelin' it
Eleven hundred still bounced out, I ain't scared of sh*t
Then the little b*tch popped out, I'm like, "There she is"
Gave the 'lil b*tch a side hug and walked in her crib
Then she start grabbin' at my buckle, asking, "Is it big?"
b*tch, sh*t, give me two seconds, just real quick
Man this b*tch grab her phoned and ran, on some weird sh*t
Then I heard hella footsteps, on some real sh*t
Now we finna switch the song up, on some kill sh*t
No, this ain't my first rodeo, I'm f*ckin up yo skit
I shot the f*ckin door seven times with this thirty stick
A big n*gga kicked the door down, now they comin' in
I'ma have to make a part two so I can slide again
b*tch