I'ma keep her for the night, yeah
Fuck it up, I guess I might, yeah
Baby girl can pick your size, yeah
Sell her dreams and sell her lies, yeah
She don't fuck with other guys
I made money off my celly,
I made money off the hustle
I'ma leave her in a puzzle
Got a grey one looking sweet,
yeah she looking apple crumble
See I came up with the same ones,
ain't shit changing, yeah I'm humble
I got rackies in my vision,
tryna be like Russell Simmons
See I step in different linens,
But I mix it with the Christian,
That's just how I'm feeling,
And they hotting up my phone,
You can't step up in my home,
Cause the pattern match my robe,
Soon I'm touring round the globe, yeah
I'm a keeper for the night, yeah
Fuck it up, I guess I might, yeah
Baby, bucket, pick your size, yeah
Sell her dreams, I sell her lies, yeah
She don't fuck with other guys,
I'ma take her to the sky,