What's her name, I'll get her
I'm a young Memphis nigga
In my Jordan flip-flops with my hair in a knot
All I fucking know is sex, money, and to rob
In a all white charger looking like the fucking Rock
On the block with the pot
For the cream of the crop
Do it till your heart drop
Pussy nigga I'm the realest
Pussy nigga I'm the chillest
I'm that nigga, act like you get the message
Boy you not shit so stop flexing
Yeah, I'm the boy that your girl texting
Imma have to give bitches lessons
Your face is your essence
It is a blessing, to see you
It's my pleasure to meet you
Niggas really wanna keep up
Most niggas made things I don't wanna speak of
I relate things that you wanna dream of
Standing in the rain with a blunt and a mug