On Fleek

(Please make 'em chill before I get 'em knocked off) (Please make 'em chill before I get 'em knocked off) (Please make 'em chill before I get 'em knocked off) (Aye 40 what that is?) And my cup dirty, nigga, 'cause I'm sippin' juice (juice) I'on drop one, nah, bitch I drop two (two) And I pull up CA, pulled back roof, aye (aye, roof) And yo' boy ain't got no pape', he flat too (aye, too) Tell yo' boy to get some pape', he ain't got no cake (aye) And baby I can pay yo' bills, make sure you straight (yeah) Like we could really set the mood, let's get to it (aye) Real duffel bag boy, she know I'm gettin' to it (yeah) Yeah she a freak, got me way out there in Palm Beach Hell yeah she on fleek, bitch, she on beat And she a money fiend, and that pussy clean Good money, no complain', shit I never seen, yeah And she know I have Ain't nun' like her baby dad I got big boy fire, glizzy automatic Aye, this bitch get to hittin' if I feel the static How you fuckin' with them boys? They wanna knock my head off Still thuggin' in the rain when e'rybody sped off I'm a lil' nigga, e'rybody know I'm top dawg, aye Please make 'em chill before I get 'em knocked off And my cup dirty, nigga, 'cause I'm sippin' juice (juice) Ion drop one, nah, bitch I drop two (two) And I pull up CA, pulled back roof, aye (aye, roof) And yo' boy ain't got no pape', he flat too (aye, too) Tell yo' boy to get some pape', he ain't got no cake (aye) And baby I can pay yo' bills, make sure you straight (yeah) Like we could really set the mood, let's get to it (aye) Real duffel bag boy, she know I'm gettin' to it (yeah) (And my cup dirty, nigga, 'cause I'm sippin' juice) (And my cup dirty, nigga, 'cause I'm sippin' juice) (And my cup dirty, nigga, 'cause I'm sippin' juice)