Talk to a baddie, call me in traffic Come up to Magic, if you’re tryin’ see me
Bitch ass nigga, lost a couple mil last year, got figures Made a couple bags, my bag got bigger I’ma make it hard for them to trace my pictures God damn Made a hundred mill’ my nigga Need a big booty bitch to fall in love with me I can make it hard for you to fall in love with me
My bitch asked me why I always stay extra’d out All my whips got extras now Why so many hoes, on the low? Why my niggas extras? (Extra, extra, extra) Why my bitches so extra? I’m always on extra
Pour me another one, I cannot slow Until I can’t feel no more pain Pour me another one, I cannot slow Until I can’t feel no more pain
Jump out this bitch got the water again This bitch is callin’ me Aquaman I got her phone number callin’ again (Callin’ again) Callin’ again Benji’s on Benji’s on Benji’s again That’s all I been on since you got with him Ain’t been the same since I want to save my pain (Pain) You know it’s all before, man these hoes all in love Had to hit all the clubs, swapped out the ones before Big booty from my city, never seen nothin’ like Nothin’ like hit and quit
My bitch asked me why I always stay extra’d out All my whips got extras now Why so many hoes, on the low? Why my niggas extras? (Extra, extra, extra) Why my bitches so extra? I’m always on extra
Pour me another one, I cannot slow Until I can’t feel no more pain