Don't Worry

Bae, I need some head in this bitch Rockin' true religion, but don't worry what I spent Please don't shoot me in the back, don't get mad I'm wearin' rick She a high cheeto girl, why she got a full kit They be needin' green in they system just to cope Every bar I split is off the head, don't ask me what I wrote If we goin' back to back, B rabbit, don't choke Brody said he been a fan, I just know he one of those I could speed it up and slow it down like this shit a scooter She gon' f*ck wit' me no matter the age, cause she a Cougar Shorty want it all, I might just put it in her cooter She ain't a fan of the party, so I might just have to boot her F*ck the fame, I ain't never finna sacrifice I can't go out like Meek, I might say it twice All y'all niggas reached y'all peaks, so don't even try She askin' if she on the roster, she is not that guy Y'all can't get a chance with me In the coupe, I'm a demon goin' full speed I'm lookin' at her like, why are she stoppin' Just like pepperoni, man, she be my favorite topping She gettin' sad, cause she said her jaw lockin Swingin' back and forth in her mouth, I was rockin Who is fuckin' with me really right now Nobody because they can't match my sound