Her

I roll a spliff, she know what it is
Bet a quarter p make her hit her knees
Rub her scalp, she ain’t thank a G
Tell me do she think of me
As more than a friend my man
She don’t understand my stance
Dance in France with hand to hand
Touch to touch
Feeling feels
Pulling reels
Can’t get her hooked
She sexy as fuck
She got me shook
She a sweet little thang
Tryna be her cook
Like yeaaaaaaaaaaa
I been rolling
Rolling rolling rolling rolling
Can we go for a stroll and maybe you can show your condolence
Hit it from the back baby
I’ll show you my cadence
I can make you scream queen
Just let me taste it
Got a blunt and some truth
I should go ahead and face em
Like yeaaaaaaaaaa
Fuck with me
Fuck with me
Fuck Fuck ugh