Baby need all my love, oh my God She want me to be her peace, White dove
She wondering if we fit, like a glove Told her she can be my lady, or my baby
Smokin' on this fuckin' green, straight from Haiti
I can't fuck with nobody, everyone shady Pistol packin' everywhere I go, yeah, shit
On safety
I'm grabbin' your bitch alone I'ma take her home, I'ma take her home
Take her phone, so you gotta leave her alone I be wearin' all Gucci, Givenchy, and this
V-Lone Yeah, rare one-of-one, yeah, I don't got
no fuckin' clone Yo, bitch, textin' my phone
Tryna take me out my home, so she can get me dome
Gettin' high every fuckin' day, yeah, I'm in my zone
Boy, watch who you talkin' to, yeah, watch your tone