Chicken and Waffles

She have waffles for dessert
When she eat me for breakfast
Whenever I text she respond in a second
Before I respond she gon' wait on my message
I ain't all that and sh*t kinda impressive
I love this lil b*tch
But I hate that I met her
Think I'm manager
Arranging her schedule
The way she suck d*ck
Kinda make me feel special
She want a new crib
We can go to that level
Pick on the map, where you wanna go She f*ckin' me
Now this b*tch started cummin'
More
I'm gettin' money, that sh*t really Wonderful
B*tches I wanted
I don't really want no more
She say it's mine
When I hit she don't run no more
She on my line
Asking me when I'm comin home
She got with me
Did some shit she ain't done before
I f*cked this b*tch
Til she said she can't come no more

I'm the type still judge a b*tch off her background
If she f*cked a lame
She cannot come back around
She moanin' and purrin'
This b*tch makin' cat sound
I'm the type, go play the stu when the Trap down
Stay with my stick, I cannot put my Mac down
The opps they been hiding,
I guess them boys tapped out
Hoes and the streets
Is the shit that I rap bout
You know a lot of these n*ggas is acts Now
Her n*gga so green
We gon' call lil bro Kermit
I got fans asking me when I'm visiting Berlin
AMG 63 what we scrapin' the curb in
Ask the people that switch up on me
Was it worth it
The streets know I come to trim
All the killers
They merch it
Scammers be happy to see me in Person
Rappers be wishing I wrote all they Verses
I see light blue and I start thinking Perky's
Recording Rick down this sh*t that I Trap in
Dior on my slides for my feet to take Naps in
Will he fall off
I can't see that shit happening
I got hoes in LA
like I play for the Pac-10
Can't trust a bitch
That make post that say tap in
If I'm in your city you know that it's Backends
Too many snake vibes,
I cut off the bad friends
He really just rappin'
He should be a hatman

She have waffles for dessert
When she eat me for breakfast
Whenever I text she respond in a Second
Before I respond she gon' wait on my Message
I ain't all that and sh*t kinda impressive
I love this lil b*tch
But I hate that I met
Her
Think I'm manager
Arranging her schedule
The way she suck d*ck
Kinda make me feel special
She want a new crib
We can go to that level
Pick on the map, where you wanna go She f*ckin' me
Now this b*tch started cummin'
More
I'm gettin' money, that sh*t really Wonderful
B*tches I wanted
I don't really want no more
She say it's mine
When I hit she don't run no more
She on my line
Asking me when I'm comin home
She got with me
Did some shit she ain't done before
I f*cked this b*tch
Til she said she can't come no more