I'll be a lady in the streets In a dress with her hair tied up Or I can be a freak in the sheets In the room with her hands tied up It's whatever you want, whatever you like It's not a problem at all, whatever you like I need a chick true talk, not fake with her walk She got her hair done right, i be breakin' her off I like them girls when I'm ready she be taking it off She be tellin' me what to do cause she think she the boss And i don't say nothin' to her, I let that money talk We don't never trip much, we be shakin' it off Win, lose, or draw, i back against the wall I'm willing to grow, cause I've wanted it all I'm one of a kind, she one of them dimes Been at it for a while, we puttin' in time I'm lovin' her thoughts, she changing my mind We learnin' together, the stars align Fly face, nice body, and swag crazy She work and she goin' to school, she ain't lazy And she out and about, she look wavy And when they try to ask whats up, she say Casey I'll be a lady in the streets In a dress with her hair tied up Or I can be a freak in the sheets In the room with her hands tied up It's whatever you want, whatever you like It's not a problem at all, whatever you like Whatever you like Whatever you like Whatever you like (She'll do whatever i like) Whatever you like Whatever you like Whatever you like (She'll do whatever I like) (She'll do whatever I like) Yeah, shorty really rock with me I took her to the block with me She probably spent the whole night with me Take a gold shot with me All them girls flock for me But she the one that's gone ride with me We cruise through the hood, end up in Beverly Hills We talked about how the lime light was never that real She asked me questions about her sex, like how does it feel Shorty you're the best, I'm just keepin' it real I'll be a lady in the streets In a dress with her hair tied up Or I can be a freak in the sheets In the room with her hands tied up It's whatever you want, whatever you like It's not a problem at all, whatever you like Whatever you like Whatever you like Whatever you like (She'll do whatever i like) Whatever you like Whatever you like Whatever you like (She'll do whatever I like) (She'll do whatever I like) Ladies grab your girl by the hand, let them know that you're versatile Let them know you run shit in advance Back it up on em' yeah, do your dance Do your dance Do your dance Do your dance Do your dance Do your dance Do your dance Do your dance Do your dance I'll be a lady in the streets In a dress with her hair tied up Or I can be a freak in the sheets In the room with her hands tied up It's whatever you want, whatever you like It's not a problem at all, whatever you like

Never say, never say what you can't do Never let nobody tell you what you can't do Yay, I say yay Say yeaaaah Don't let nobody tell you that it ain't you Chase your dreams, my baby Don't let anybody stop your dreamin' No matter how hard it's seemin' Keep grindin', I know you got a reason Don't be scared to express yourself Go and tell all your daughters you ain't leavin' Tell 'em that you're here to stay Me and all my niggas, we gon' make it Fuck anybody who hate it Game face on but we ain't playin' Aye we just gettin' to the money, the money Aye we just gettin' to the money, money Aye we just gettin' to the money, money Aye we just gettin' to the money, money Me and all my niggas, we gon' make it Me and all my niggas, we gon' make it Me and all my niggas, we gon' make it Aye cause gettin' to the money, money Aye we just gettin' to the money, the money

I don't ask no questions I just handle business I don't ask for favors I don't ask for niggas Who the fuck asked you niggas? Look, I don't run from no one Pass me my drink, I'm on one Real killers moving in silence, Act sober Act sober All of these niggas be goofy rats Telling on everything moving I was in Austin and I was feeling real groovy Shoutout my boy Trae he put on for Houston I say, "who want it with me?" Pull up with Benz, got them drummers with me Ready for war like, who coming with me? Got goons who feel like what's the point in living Niggas hoes, so what's the point in trippin' Crack a nigga head like a fortune cookie You had a choice pussy, wet you up like Like moist pussy My young niggas look up to me Get a hand going for a buck fifty No thanksgiving, I ate dinner I ain't missing out on no meals I'm so patient, I'll wait for it Cut a nigga face like seals I'm so trill, I'm so 'bout it My music give me chills, ahh Like damn i'm so little but I'm feeling like Shaquille (O'neal) If I go today, just know today You were in my will (my fam) My best friend and my godson He just like my kid (Tristin) I ain't going back to my old life I'm in this shit forreal (I'm in it, I'm winnin') So if you try to take that from me nigga It's kill or be killed, ahh (wassup?) It's kill or be killed I can't hold back I gotta live life Go and get everything that I desire Why you playin' with stones If you don't like fire What's the point of playin' roles If you ain't gon' own the title I can't hold back I gotta live life Go and get everything that I desire Why you playin' with stones If you don't like fire What's the point of playin' roles If you ain't gon' own the title I can't hold back I gotta live life Go and get everything that I desire Why you playin' with stones If you don't like fire What's the point of playin' roles If you ain't gon' own the title Niggas intentions be bad Look at what they did to them here Look at what they did to my dad Niggas be feelin' themselves I rather feel on myself Than to let you feel on my ass I got the chrome and the stash I'm not no thug, I just know niggas with masks Woah, hahaaa You pussies don't move how I move I ain't into flashing my jewels I ain't never gon' lose Can't be like Tim with that two We got burners and fuel (fuel) We'll do you, & we'll do you, we'll do you Woah, hahaaa We'll do you, aye, we'll do you I can't hold back I gotta live life Go and get everything that I desire Why you playin' with stones If you don't like fire What's the point of playin' roles If you ain't gon' own the title I can't hold back I gotta live life Go and get everything that I desire Why you playin' with stones If you don't like fire What's the point of playin' roles If you ain't gon' own the title I can't hold back I gotta live life Go and get everything that I desire Why you playin' with stones If you don't like fire What's the point of playin' roles If you ain't gon' own the title

You left me time Oooh, ohhh This from me to you Oooh, ohhh Oooh, ohhh I really think that you're hot Let me see what you got, let me see it, let me see it How could we make this make sense? how? how? Without looking really crazy I ain't trying to look like no fool, you know You got a family of your own And you know my situation I wouldn't say it if I ain't mean it wouldn't say, wouldn't say Baby, you're so beautiful to me, you're so beautiful to me And I wonder what it's like I wonder, I wonder I want to take a risk and see And I think you feel the same How you be starin' at me, how you be staring at me I always catch you looking at me every time, I saw you I make love to you all in my head Why does this feel like some love affair? I know what I want when I see it So Imma go, but what I know so be it I ain't trynna cause no drama But I can't help how I feel Butterflies in my stomach Every time that I see you Oooh, ohhh Oooh, ohhh Every time that I see you Meet me in the lobby, can you meet me downstairs in the lobby, I knock on your door In your gym clothes So nobody knows I said "can't nobody stop us, can't nobody stop us" Not, I stand my ground ten toes, I hold it down for you The way you make me feel Do that thing with your nose. Okay, why you keep doing that? Baby, look I can show you better than I can tell you, I want you, I want you, want you And Imma get you, naw I ain't trynna cause no drama But I can't help how I feel

This shit, this shit, this shit, it's like Velveeta You see what I'm sayin'? It's, it's, it's overload, overload, overload Swag overdose (Yeah), swag to the most Bodybag Dior, as well as Saint Laurent Balenciaga, run it up (Balenci'), pop collar with a slut Top shotta in the guts, double M, it's a must Maybach, sippin' mud, matte black with the guts Blasted off, enjoy it, blast off in a toy They gon' really get destroyed, they gon' really get employed Transport a lot of guns (Uh huh), take a bad bitch to lunch (Uh huh) I'm too rich to be sober I done fucked off in Gucci, I done bought over ten Rovers Gave a thousand bags to the soldiers I done put a lot on my shoulders (Yeah) I ain't holdin' out, I'm the coldest (Ain't holdin' back) I ain't holdin' back, I'm devoted (Ain't holdin' back) You can be the wave, I'm the ocean (You be the wave) I done ran away with the bands (Yeah) I done fucked the face of a fan (I fucked her face) I done gave away a Cayenne (I gave away) Got the whole world takin' Xans (The world) Ben Franky out the gang gang, turnt up to the max (The max) My lil' goon made a million dollars, now she ain't gettin' whacked My wrist must be on drugs, my ears must be on drugs My chain must be on drugs, I'm lookin' like I'm on drugs My right pocket got drugs, my left side pocket got drugs My pinky finger on drugs, I'm flooded out on drugs Swag overdose (Yeah), swag to the most Bodybag Dior, as well as Saint Laurent Balenciaga, run it up (Balenci'), pop collar with a slut Top shotta in the guts, double M, it's a must Maybach, sippin' mud, matte black with the guts Blasted off, enjoy it, blast off in a toy They gon' really get destroyed, they gon' really get employed Transport a lot of guns (Uh huh), take a bad bitch to lunch (Uh huh) Blast off in a toy (Uh huh) Whip the soft 'til it's hard (Uh huh) Sadity shit like McCartney (Huh) My whip crazy in the Forgis (Uh-Huh) All my white bitches like it (Uh-Huh) Sendin' a tip where to strike it (Uh-Huh)