歌手:Tory Lanez
专辑:《Best Of 2017 Hip Hop》

作词 : Daystar Peterson/Nayvadius Demun Wilburn/Charles Dumazer
作曲 : Daystar Peterson/Nayvadius Demun Wilburn/Charles Dumazer
Told her pop that ass for me on a jet ski (On a jet ski)
She said, "I might even lick it if you let me" (If you let me)
You knew I would kill the b***h when you met me
And that's why none of mine can regret me
Oh, yeah oh, yeah
Throw the cash up high, it's all there, yeah
Pop that ass for me on the jet ski
She wanna **** because the chain, Wayne Gretzky
I would hit it out in public if she let me
I'm tryna **** her twin sister she gon' let me
I can make the b***h s****t, you wanna bet me
Say I hit that the p***y so good she can't forget me
I can't have no bird b***h disrespect me
When you know I curve niggas just for sweating me
I be smoking Presidential, gone elect me
All the white girls wanna give me Becky
All the time a b***h wanna **** her in a fresh tee
A nigga mad that I'm savage, tryna threaten me
I be balling, need a espy
That's your girlfriend, she my bestie
If you sayin', let's be honest, girl, then let's be
I'm tryna see you and little mama on a jet ski
Yeah, the real thing
I don't wanna do it if it's not the real thing
She don't wanna do it if you ain't got the bill paid
All my boss b*****s know I got the bill
Hey, hey
Bad b*****s and they want the real thing
I don't wanna do it if it's not the real thing
She don't wanna do it if you ain't got the bill paid
All my boss b*****s know I got the bill, hey
**** her twin sister, now she hate me (Hate hate)
Brrt, brrtt
Please, order up the jet key (Key)
I just changed my number, you can't call or sext me
Have your location on when you address me
Knock it out the park, Ken Griffey
Ooh, ooh, ooh
All these missed calls was never missed, ohh ohh
And a lot of bad b*****s with no IG
She don't post, so I know she won't expose me
I'm gone stamp every country on your ID
They can't smoke me, you know they tryna find me
When I give that paper to you and it's crispy
And these Benji Franklin's stacked up in your birkey
Fell in love with a nigga drinking c*****e
How you gone fall for a nigga drinking creatine
Fell in love with a nigga drinking c*****e
How you gone fall for a nigga drinking creatine
Yeah, the real thing
I don't wanna do it if it's not the real thing
She don't wanna do it if you ain't got the bill paid
All my boss b*****s know I got the bill
Hey, hey
Bad b*****s and they want the real thing
I don't wanna do it if it's not the real thing
She don't wanna do it if you ain't got the bill paid
All my boss b*****s know I got the bill, hey
I got a thick, thick, thick, white b***h
My shit lit than a b***h and I'm rich
Keep a .40 with extendo on the grip
And know I gotta have it on me because my niggas out here lit
I ain't even know she was your b***h, dawg
She been throwing that shit at me, Micheal Vick, dawg
Steady quarterbacking at the kick off
No pun intended, I just her with the pick
Step up in the mix, shit is lit
I might even stop and pose for a pic
Looking at my ex b***h and she sick, yeah
She don't like that I just pulled up with you
B***h it, tell a nigga to bust it
I ain't come to t-t-talk, I came to t-t-touch it
She came to s-s-suck me off, then, baby, s-s-suck it
She tryna s-s-send a Snap, but, baby, time to bust it
Yeah, the real thing
I don't wanna do it if it's not the real thing
She don't wanna do it if you ain't got the bill paid
All my boss b*****s know I got the bill
Hey, hey
Bad b*****s and they want the real thing
I don't wanna do it if it's not the real thing
She don't wanna do it if you ain't got the bill paid
All my boss b*****s know I got the bill, hey