BLM

Body like a map droppin' pins all on ya hit the road girl I'm finna tour Treat ya clothes like the money in the strip club go'on throw 'em up girl let 'em go Ya feel this thing in my jeans gettin' hard you already know You're on ya own we in that zone zone zone zone zone zone Issa quarter past three I'm talkin' to a freak goddamn girl my hands need you to grab Ya know just what I want and girl ya not dumb since you graduated do the math Said you home all alone on the phone chit chattin' talkin' bout how I appeal to you Took an uber to my crib now ya hands on my thing said you wonder how it feels in you I don't wanna take the magnum off but I swear I'm finna do it baby She took the whole thing grabbing on my gold chains bite the pillow baby don't scream Said she wants me to fill her up she moaned that it's long like the record playing I said you're on ya own she said she knows she's grown I'll keep fuckin' if you say Body like a map droppin' pins all on ya hit the road girl I'm finna tour Treat ya clothes like the money in the strip club go'on throw 'em up girl let 'em go Ya feel this thing in my jeans gettin' hard you already know You're on ya own we in that zone zone zone zone zone zone