Butterflies n shit

Off a xan Slowly on my bag I be in the studio with a baddie in my pants Gotta pay my debts get off my dick and let me stack Walk up in the place they feel my aura on the west Where yo mans F*ck him i got plans I can f*ck you better i can hit it while i stand Writing all these love songs just to show you no one next Spending all our money on a trip into Japan Looking better Dripping like i never Go back to old school so i can write a bitch a letter Pick you up at night & then we ride until whenever I'm a baby but you call me daddy it's whatever Yeah I may be young, but bitch you can't play me Yo body i explore, i go from A to Z You know i got your needs i put that thing to sleep I know you want it bad there is no need to tease I'll wait for you, I'll wait F*ck the bag and muthafuck the fame F*ck the life I'm living, it won't change F*ck ya mans, that boy ain't got no game