[Intro]
Yeah, yuh, yuh
Let's go
(Hey, Shoutout David)
(uh)
[Chorus]
You fuck with my homies, I'mma jab
Told her, "Don't sit down,"
'Cause she got ass, she don't ask
Designer on her necklace, yeah, she bad, facts
I got all these flows in my bag, rad
[Verse]
Come at me like "Icey, you," uh
"Icey, you attractive?" Not a question
Bitch, I'm short, dark, and handsome
Still, I beat it like I'm Michael Jackson
And I'm flexing, all these niggas they subtracting
But no, yeah, this is not a fraction
I ain't even simping for these women that be texting
I show love to my momma and my girlfriend
Can't believe tha-that shawty got me stressin', like "huh"
Yeah, yeah, asambe
For sho, for sho, for sho, for sho, for sho, let's go
I was on top of the morning, let's go
All of these niggas can't fuck with my hoe
Kasi bitches couldn't sleep with me if they are not petite
I dip my bread in some tea, baby, let's mess up the sheets
Putting them dogs on a leash, they gonna gobble the meat
Bitches they fucking with me, with me, with me
Huh, yeah, with me (with me)
Tell a bitch bon Appétit (Appétit)
Kasi bitches couldn't sleep (sleep), with me (with me)
If they are not petite (Petite, petite, petite, petite, petite, petite)
(It's lit, it's lit)
[Chorus]
You fuck with my homies, I'mma jab
Told her, "Don't sit down,"
'Cause she got ass, she don't ask
Designer on her necklace, yeah, she bad, facts
I got all these flows in my bag, rad
You fuck with my homies, I'mma jab
Told her, "Don't sit down,"
'Cause she got ass, she don't ask
Designer on her necklace, yeah, she bad, facts
I got all these flows in my bag, rad
[Outro]
(Hey, Shoutout David)