Marco, See you were supposed to be the to my Marco But I'm to think you not coming my nigga Where the you at I texted, I facetimed, I hit up You got me hitting up other like "yo where you at" I been waiting at for 14 14 motherfuckin' Like, you got me missing I flew out the day after Afropunk Got me missing Solange. Really? Like a seat at the You got me not at the table cause you not right now? Wap Kon George! Koun ye-a, Wap Kon George, Koun Paske koun ye-a wap ese femn tun'e ou lot koun ye-a Polo your ass on this voicemail, Bitch you though
With a snapback and a suit on like draft day day, draft day She said when I get home it's like bath day Bath day, day Already a glass of the champagne Champagne, Is it plantin, or plantain? She ready for the We goin' passports, we ain't takin' meetings Don't lotta life, for a lotta words And they call her (bitch) Is I'm proud of hers Chiefy, chiefy, chiefa, now I my reefer That shit be too loud, shit could a speaker Chiefy, chiefy, chiefa, that's my queen of She my Smokahontas, but they call her diva Move into the light, into the likes it in the starlight She used to live a life of many bar And dress in all white like Madam
Decibels, loud, move loud, too proud They her pipe it down, but she made Decibels, loud, move loud, too proud
Soap suds cover up that Nefertitti, Aphrodisiac and she my Aphrodite, Voodoo lady 'em niggas heebie jeebies Heebie Wicked freakin' in my teepee, teepee Teepee, teepee, teepee, Uh, fuckin' with the wrong, the wrong niggas You can't a con with no con-fidence Make my money long, fuck 'em digits Too busy grabbing your balls to with us I don't just this for myself like I'll merge with ya if a nigga Look at how Allah the sky, yeah Big for all the birds to fly, yeah But a breadcrumb, bitch bespoke and I ain't said shit We life out loud She piped up they tell her pipe down
Decibels, Smoke loud, move loud, too They tell her it down, but she made Decibels, Smoke loud, loud, too proud They her pipe it down, but she made Decibels,