a killa, killa, killa, killa, yeahHit-Boy on the beat so,

Drake & your fuckin' birthday (Oh, birthday, I need

you love me go and show it to me

for with meSex with meSex with meSex with meSex

bands later, you the one I wantHundred bands later,

James, bitchParty like I'm Rick James, bitchRide around, gettin' itBlowin'

1: sometimes I just want to know what you

PARTYThat smile on your faceMakes it easy to trust youThose

1: Summer que mis hijos pasaron volando en un

down, settle down, settle downGirl, it's all over your face,

the black Céline (only the black)Yes, I pulled the

smile on your faceMakes it easy to trust youThose in—,

smile on your faceMakes it easy, to trust you(Those in-those

though I don't wanna show emotionsI'm openNot the type

on the beat, been lost in the streets

1: stroke gameMy stroke game on fleek, and I

I pull up on a n***a tell that n***a back,

boy CassiusYou're a keep you in my prayersEven though

on the beat hoeTake time, Take timeYou take time, Girl

you ain't no stranger, girlGirl, you ain't no strangerGirl,