Текст песни Rap Freaks - Yung Miami

(Oo, oo-oo, oo-oo)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)

(Oo, oo-oo, oo-oo)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Hey, Don D, you a fool for this one) (yeah, yeah)

I'm on a runway
I don't see a Tory in my lane, I'm with the savages
Ride the boat (ha), sit on Megan face, ride it like a stallion
Everything we do is on the low, fuck social media

I wanna take a flight with Durk, fuck him and India (Durkio)
Tryna go baby on baby, if I could fuck 'em both, that'll be crazy (ha-ha)
Future need to come, and find this pussy like he Dora (Pluto)
Real hood bitch, I ain't nothin' like Lori

How you want it, we could rich, or we could do some drunk sex
Have Meek spittin' in this cat like he on FunkFlex
Money bag, I'm in the yo, I got a hit song
I need a verse, come through, just leave your bitch home (ha-ha)

Pussy hot and ready, bring it to you like it's DoorDash (damn)
I can't even picture myself fuckin' on lil' Kodak
Many men wanna suck this clit, but I want 50 Cent (bitch)
I'll prolly let Gotti hit 'cause he got them bricks

Have Rod Wave singin' in this pussy like a funeral (oh)
Put a ring on it, Tom Brady at the Super Bowl
I'm real pretty and siddity, took a jet to a private island on a date with Diddy
I like bad boys, no hoe shit, Diddy let me put it in your face like them roaches (like that)
And put yo' rich ass to sleep, buenas noches
(Goodnight, nigga, ha-ha, ha-hah, night-night, ah)

(Oo, oo-oo, oo-oo)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)