She said"How you been, Nade?"
So many assumptions and they're just being made
I was in the bus tryna get to Green Bay
Wake up to a morning text"How you been? How you been?"
You came to play, hold me
Glock 9s and ARPs, I got the blade on me
Asher, I want your touch, I want your touch on me
Asher, I want your touch, I want your touch only
And if I came with an extended Drake
There's something I'm finna take
Like when I wake up, check my Pinterest
And this rich dick but you're falling down
Like, bitch, don't talk him down
You said he is a late bloomer
Trampoline jump for a motherfucking cougar
Bitch, I gave you too much
Buy your ass a GLE or fucking Mini Cooper
Think I might have to recoup her
Steady talking, girl, I might have to make you run