Favorite Song

Yeah, sorry that I did you wrong, ain't felt this way in so long I got groupies on my phone, white plug look like Post Malone, yeah She get lit of off the Henny, this her favorite song, yeah She like, "DJ, turn it up, this my favorite song" Yeah, this her favorite song, sorry that I did you wrong Yeah, ho, take off your thongs, play with that ho like ping-pong, yeah She pop X and she get lit, this her favorite song She like, "Xemoo, turn it up, this my favorite song" I ain't felt this way in so damn long She said, "I miss you, slatt, come back home" I can't fix you, you did me wrong, yeah I ate her up like Jimmy John's I still got love, whoa Where the plug at? Huh, turn the plug off In a Hellcat, take his dome off I want Chrome Hearts, I want VETEMENTS Ho, lets back-track, I can get you what you want Throw it back, back, huh, 'cause I'm bad, bad Yeah, yeah, I really need you bad, bad Yeah, I been booling with my slatt, slatt This is not a Scat, this is a Hellcat, yeah If I really like you, drop that bag, bag I might cop the Lamb' truck 'cause it's fast, fast Skrrt off, yeah, I hit the gas, gas He a bum ass nigga, that's why they ain't last, last Yeah, Chrome Hearts on the jack', jack' I might skrrt off in Jag', Jag' I said, "Baby, why you mad, mad?" I got Balenci' on my tracks, I remember when I was rocking Air Maxes Yeah, I'm sorry, bae, I got you mad, mad Bitch, I get that gangster shit from my dad, dad Yeah, sorry that I did you wrong, ain't felt this way in so long I got groupies on my phone, white plug look like Post Malone, yeah She get lit of off the Henny, this her favorite song, yeah She like, "DJ, turn it up, this my favorite song" Yeah, this her favorite song, sorry that I did you wrong Yeah, ho, take off your thongs, play with that ho like ping-pong, yeah She pop X and she get lit, this her favorite song She like, "Xemoo, turn it up, this my favorite song" I ain't felt this way in so damn long She said, "I miss you, slatt, come back home" I can't fix you, you did me wrong