Won't Land

I'm so high Won't land She be blowing me But shawty ain't a fan Said she wanna make some new demands Told me I should fit her in my plans Why you always flexing for the gram Snapping got your phone up in your hand Say that you been looking for a man But that ain't how you bout to get a man That ain't how you bout to get a man Posting all them pictures You don't even got a plan Tryna get some money Getting naked for the gram But you ain't make no paper Cuz nobody give a damn She just back it up Not making no cheddar no stacking up That maybe the reason she mad at us She see the big bag we wrapping up We adding up We counting up Never catch me napping I be plotting I be mapping Out my way to keep on rapping I be snapping why they lacking I get pussy like a magnet I get strapped up cuz I'm packing Move through water like the captain She get wet I make it happen Cheifing we get blasted She think that this gone make a nigga Wanna make a family She sweet for it Licking on a nigga like some candy I can handle what she hand me Cuz she know I'm always handy Now I'm kinda thinking That she wanna make her man me Nah I ain't wit it girl I hope you got a plan B I'm so high Won't land She be blowing me But shawty ain't a fan Said she wanna make some new demands Told me I should fit her in my plans Why you always flexing for the gram Snapping got your phone up in your hand Say that you been looking for a man But that ain't how you bout to get a man Thought you had a man but you don't You should cook but you won't You be broke when you stunt You be acting like you got it But you really in a slump You ain't never got no money Plus you dirty like a bum Still you always need to get picked up And never giving no bread up Your friends mad and they feed up You better take one for the team When it's time to give that head up No handcuff No bunning you Tryna have some fun wit you I wanna do All that freaky shit when you get comfortable Post a pic and let me know it's really you If you knew I could make you money Like a pimp would do You know it's true Ain't no way to stop it When I make a move I'm cutting through Serve em like a pharmaceutical I got a brand new bag Always popping tags Lil mama think she bad And when you don't take time To address her she getting mad I been adding up And calculating like it's math I'm so high Won't land She be blowing me But shawty ain't a fan Said she wanna make some new demands Told me I should fit her in my plans Why you always flexing for the gram Snapping got your phone up in your hand Say that you been looking for a man But that ain't how you bout to get a man