The countdown is on
She hit up my phone
Put me in my zone
She stay in my dome
Grab my keys & my phone
Yeah I'm setting the tune
Gotta spray the cologne
Wait, hold on. Give me a minute. Hello
Where you at, babe? You on the way? I miss you
Hell yeah, I'm rolling down the street right now
I'll let you know when I pull up, like it's got the flu
My ride looking sick, she knowin' when I pull up
Yeah, you know, she want the dick
Yeah, she know, a nigga fine
Yeah, she lookin' up and down
I see she going to check the fit
And she know, I'm checking to see if she thick
Ain't let shit rest, ain't let shit rest
And I'm going to keep on doing my best
All these niggas out here, they'll put you to the test
I don't understand these folks
Why the fuck y'all niggas always worried about me?
I'd be damned if I let a hoe take advantage
They think I'm sweet, Igh bet, let's find out & see, right
Most of these hoes out here poppin' cat, like bitch
Ain't gonna break me in pieces like that
Don't touch my fam, I'm letting them splat
When your hoe hear Core, she know I did that
Nah, for real though. Where the fuck y'all niggas at?
When y'all hear this song, y'all should already know
I'm in my motherfucker zone
I'm in my motherfucking bag, you heard
And y'all little niggas out there listening
Get your bag up, get your money right
And don't be stressing about no hoes that don't treat you right
