When It's Up (Freestyle)

Don't you hit my phone with that shit, you know me

(Yeah, yeah, uh)

You know I ain't tryna love you, what's it gone be

Cause when I hit your crib, I get what you owe me

I beat that pussy down, like a **** lonely

Then I hold your back down, when a **** go deep

You know I love to hear that ass clapping on me

You know I love to hear that ass clap to R&B

You should've known better

Fucking with a **** like me

You should've known better

I get you gripping all onto the sheets

If it's up, then it's up, you hit me up, and we fuck

Fuck, uh

If it's up, then it's up, you hit me up, then we fuck

Fuck, uh

If it's up, then it's up, you hit me up, and we fuck

Fuck, uh

If it's up, then it's up, you hit me up, then we fuck

Fuck, uh

(Fuck, uh)