Killa charge me in love with the cheese that the trap calls it
Slick it up, take cheese, run up if you want it
Hold on, me clutch a gyal a call me
Gyal a say me saucy
Trippin' me beat, couldn't sell her more quick Rick
Owens for me feet, mix it with the balmy
Let a swan me dog
Cape on the backseat
Teeth inna this lift, a six-foot deep
Shot stretch out like gyal a backstreet
Let a bird me dog
Pull it tight, got a plug inna me pocket