ABC

Damn, Glacier

I got 20 on my bea

'Kilo

Who said I couldn't do it on the dick? (Yeah)

You know I'm really ridin' 'cause I do it on my feet (Okay)

He ask me, "Why you smilin', why you doin' it to me?"

Fucked around and got the throne, guess I do 'em on the tip (Yeah)

I'm a bed-soaker, pussy sweet like mocha

I throw it back like, "Hold up", I make it pop like hold-ups

I know my ABCs (Okay), I can't get past the D (No, no)

Yeah, all my numbers when I'm cummin', I'm like, "One, two, three"

I nutted

Hahaha, come get in this pussy, nigga (Yeah)

I gotta get the bread (Woo), you actin' like you scared (Okay)

I go by 'Kilo, bitch, I'm dope

I gotta duck the feds (Gotta duck the feds)

A lot of blue checks in my DM,

I leave 'em on read (Yeah, leave 'em on read)

Ayy, don't go try to hit us up, yeah

I saw what you said (I saw that shit)

He wanna put it on me (Yeah), he smack like macaronis

I'll leave a nigga lonely, like sendin' off his homie

He don't know what to do (Nah, nah), I gotta tell the truth

I love to break a nigga's heart and I'll do it to you (Who next?)

Who said I couldn't do it on the dick? (Yeah)

You know I'm really ridin' 'cause I do it on my feet (Okay)

He ask me, "Why you smilin', why you doin' it to me?"

Fucked around and got the throne, guess I do 'em on the tip (Yeah)

I'm a bed-soaker, pussy sweet like mocha

I throw it back like, "Hold up", I make it pop like hold-ups

I know my ABCs (Okay), I can't get past the D (No, no)

Yeah, all my numbers when I'm cummin', I'm like, "One, two, three"

I nutted

Big booty bitch

I got it poppin' like a Prada bag (Like a Prada, yeah)

I took his heart and all his money and

I'm proud of that (Know I'm proud of that)

I saw that text, shit, I just read it

I ain't holler back (I ain't textin' back)

It was impressive really

You can't take the body tag (Take a body, bitch)

I like a long stroker (Yeah), who stroke and bend me over

Ride on that dick like strollers

(Okay), I bunny-hop on low up (I hop, ah ha)

And even 'til I sing (Burr), I treat him like a lame (Burr)

Area code 713 (Huh)

But I don't know his name (I don't know that nigga)

Who said I couldn't do it on the dick? (Yeah)

You know I'm really ridin' 'cause I do it on my feet (Okay)

He ask me, "Why you smilin', why you doin' it to me?"

Fucked around and got the throne, guess I do 'em on the tip (Yeah)

I'm a bed-soaker, pussy sweet like mocha

I throw it back like, "Hold up", I make it pop like hold-ups

I know my ABCs (Okay), I can't get past the D (No, no)

Yeah, all my numbers when I'm cummin', I'm like, "One, two, three"

I nutted

It's 'Kilo

I'm gone