Playboy

[Chorus]
You gon' back it up, I'ma throw the bands
Matchin' Fendi sweater with the Gucci pants
Baby if you want it you can bring your friends
I'ma let you clap and let you do your dance
We can have it three three like a three p
Buy you all the E.L.V. and the CC
Love you like a Kiki, but do you love me?
Work it like its Riri, would you cuff me?
You gon' back it up, I'ma throw the bands
Matchin'-matchin' Fendi sweater with the Gucci pant
Baby if you want it you can bring your friends
I'ma let you clap and let you do your dance

[Verse 1]
Catch me in the belly truck with the semi-tuck
Know that you gon' talk it up, never gave a fuck
'Long as you don't leave me stuck, we can fuck it up
Blow a big bag on 'em, leave a pussy cut
Drop it low, bring it back up, leave me star struck
Ain't no competition, I'ma bring the bar up
Tryna have a good night, double up the cup
Took her home with her bestie, she can watch me beat it up
I'ma real playboy, I'ma always get the fuck
I'ma real playboy, I'ma always get the fuck
I'ma real playboy, I'ma always get the fuck
I'ma real playboy, I'ma always get the fuck
Catch me in the big whip with a thick bitch
Windows down but they got a black tint
I'ma real playboy, I'ma put it on her lip
She gon' suck it up and swallow, I can't let her have my kids

[Chorus]
You gon' back it up, I'ma throw the bands
Matchin'-matchin' Fendi sweater with the Gucci pant
Baby if you want it you can bring your friends
I'm-I'm-I'ma let you clap and let you do your dance
We can have it three three like a three p
Buy you all the E.L.V. and the CC
Love you like a Kiki, but do you love me?
Work it like its Riri, would you cuff me?
You gon' back it up, I'ma throw the bands
Ma-ma-matchin' Fendi sweater with the Gucci pants
Ba-ba-ba-baby if you want it you can bring your friends
I'ma let you clap and let you do your dance