Look, i'm not gonna make it tonight
I'm so sorry
Yeah, slo-mo
Shawty b*tch
Shawty does it solo
Ooh 18 plus only photos
Of course, she's pulling me off course
And i'm all lost
And i'm all lost
She just posed like a b*tch in the photos
We both high on drugs of all sorts
And i'm not feelin' right
I'm done almost
Done almost (almost)

[verse 1]
I do fast rides through city at night (uhuh, i'm for it)
Late night bling raw
With your girl in the club
We're not sorry
Bombay drinks, right
In the mix with that Henny on a bottle
My scent boss bottled
These hoes they just want to get more of it
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