Flings N Things lyrics

[Chorus]
I came out the garden
Check my carats, I got lettuce
Dressed like a salad, I got dressing, I got fetta
Got a thing for bad b*tches, I think it's just a fetish
I'm a envelope, she wanna lick me, I'ma let her
Little red Corvette, she go zoom, I might wreck
Stop jumpin' to conclusions, come and jump inside this Benz
She wanna get even, I wanna get in
Ride me like a ferris wheel, I need another spin

[Verse 1]
I'll admit, I got it bad
Make a n*gga spend his cash
She the best I ever had
Slow it down, don't go fast
Come and slide on my bed
Lost some feelings from the past
Got some ice to freeze my heart, n*gga no cap
Quarter, take it, Richard Mille on me, that's a fact
Take it, [?]
My n*gga, relax

[Chorus]
I came out the garden
Check my carats, I got lettuce
Dressed like a salad, I got dressing, I got fetta
Got a thing for bad b*tches, I think it's just a fetish
I'm a envelope, she wanna lick me, I'ma let her
Little red Corvette, she go zoom, I might wreck
Stop jumpin' to conclusions, come and jump inside this Benz
She wanna get even, I wanna get in
Ride me like a ferris wheel, I need another spin

[Verse 2]
This ain't a new thing, you not just a new fling
Wintertime, cuffin', summer time, f*ckin'
Moanin' like a slow dance, she just want some romance
Walk in, light it up, Billy Jean, on the scene
I'm a bad motherf*cker, on my Billy Bob Thornton
Past 11, f*ck 12, 13 carats, watch 'em glisten
I'm in my lane, time to switch it
Come here boo, blow me kisses
Left my di*k a paint job, she licked it and her lips

[Chorus]
I came out the garden
Check my carats, I got lettuce
Jet like a salad, I got dresses, I got fetti
Got a thing for bad b*tches, I think it's just a fetish
I'm a envelope, she wanna lick me, I'ma let her
Little red Corvette, she go zoom, I might wreck
Stop jumpin' to conclusions, come and jump inside this Benz
She wanna get even, I wanna get in
Ride me like a ferris wheel, I need another spin