Yeah, she call my phoneAsk me what I'm onBaby, is you homeI'm in the areaTell me what he onHe ain't scaring noneYou know why you text my phoneTell me if you homeLike, baby are you homeBaby are you homeBaby are you homeBaby are you homeBaby are you homeBaby are you homeBaby are you homeLike, counting all my doughWith my eyes closedI don't trust a hoeBut, I trust my ownLike, money in my pantsSticking out my thigh rollYes, lil uzi, like hit that eye rollI don't got no money, that's a lie hoeKinda got messy, got rid of my side hoeI don't wanna fuck you if you a dry hoeUp in mexico with the plugEating pico de galloYou a rockstar, now pills try thoseTraded in my chocolateNow I got a bright hoeMan I got my head rightMan I got my bread rightLivin' my life just so rightYou can see my diamonds at nightGirl you know I'm higher than a satelliteCan I come overOr are you the playin' type?Yeah, she call my phoneAsk me what I'm onBaby, is you homeI'm in the areaTell me what he onHe ain't scaring noneYou know why you text my phoneTell me if you homeLike, baby are you homeBaby are you homeBaby are you homeBaby are you homeBaby are you homeBaby are you homeBaby are you homeYes, but boy you do not know meBoy you ain't my homieBallin' like I'm kobeNow, I'm ballin' like ginobiliLike, boy your style so oldieBalding like ginobiliPull up in that porscheBrittany in the lotusI get money, yeahAnd I put that on my oldestI ain't got no kidsSo I put that on my rollieThey say that he realSo that nigga got to show meAnd that nigga homiesReally ain't his homiesI got real homiesI got blood homiesYeah, I got the gun, and it shoot homiesYeah, I got them crash dummiesThey my new homiesGirl, I made you famousAin't no need to thank meLike yeah I put you first you're my ladyI'm skrtin' the water with my babyYeah, she call my phoneAsk me what I'm onBaby, is you homeI'm in the areaTell me what he onHe ain't scaring noneYou know why you text my phoneTell me if you homeLike, baby are you homeBaby are you homeBaby are you homeBaby are you homeBaby are you homeBaby are you homeBaby are you homeTell me what he onHe ain't scared of noneBaby are you homeBaby are you home
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Yeah, she call my phone
Ask me what I'm on
Baby, is you home
I'm in the area
Tell me what he on
He ain't scaring none
You know why you text my phone
Tell me if you home
Like, baby are you home
Baby are you home
Baby are you home
Baby are you home
Baby are you home
Baby are you home
Baby are you home
Like, counting all my dough
With my eyes closed
I don't trust a hoe
But, I trust my own
Like, money in my pants
Sticking out my thigh roll
Yes, lil uzi, like hit that eye roll
I don't got no money, that's a lie hoe
Kinda got messy, got rid of my side hoe
I don't wanna fuck you if you a dry hoe
Up in mexico with the plug
Eating pico de gallo
You a rockstar, now pills try those
Traded in my chocolate
Now I got a bright hoe
Man I got my head right
Man I got my bread right
Livin' my life just so right
You can see my diamonds at night
Girl you know I'm higher than a satellite
Can I come over
Or are you the playin' type?
Yeah, she call my phone
Ask me what I'm on
Baby, is you home
I'm in the area
Tell me what he on
He ain't scaring none
You know why you text my phone
Tell me if you home
Like, baby are you home
Baby are you home
Baby are you home
Baby are you home
Baby are you home
Baby are you home
Baby are you home
Yes, but boy you do not know me
Boy you ain't my homie
Ballin' like I'm kobe
Now, I'm ballin' like ginobili
Like, boy your style so oldie
Balding like ginobili
Pull up in that porsche
Brittany in the lotus
I get money, yeah
And I put that on my oldest
I ain't got no kids
So I put that on my rollie
They say that he real
So that nigga got to show me
And that nigga homies
Really ain't his homies
I got real homies
I got blood homies
Yeah, I got the gun, and it shoot homies
Yeah, I got them crash dummies
They my new homies
Girl, I made you famous
Ain't no need to thank me
Like yeah I put you first you're my lady
I'm skrtin' the water with my baby
Yeah, she call my phone
Ask me what I'm on
Baby, is you home
I'm in the area
Tell me what he on
He ain't scaring none
You know why you text my phone
Tell me if you home
Like, baby are you home
Baby are you home
Baby are you home
Baby are you home
Baby are you home
Baby are you home
Baby are you home
Tell me what he on
He ain't scared of none
Baby are you home
Baby are you home
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