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[Intro: JuneOnnaBeat] (JuneOnnaBeat) Turn me up, then Ooh [Verse 1: JuneOnnaBeat] [?] in the Sprite make it hit stronger She like droppin' attitude 'cause you hit longer I used to drive a bucket, had ten owners All backseat action, bitch, bend over We in this Track tryna make the Jeep flip over When I'm high, I drive slow and won't get over 'Migo know I'm bullshittin', I'm tryna get over And now he want action or a clip-over [Verse 2: GrindHard E] I ain't gon' lie, the last plug I had, my niggas hit a lick on him They just took his shit, they ain't even up a stick on him I'm the type to hit a lick, scope thе play out, and then sit on 'em Right beforе he walk in the crib, we gon' get on him In the crib chillin', this bitch callin', tryna get over I ain't finna come and get you, bitch, call a Lyft over She bad as hell, I wish that you could see the hips on her I told her, "Just know, when you get here, I'm droppin' dick on you" [Verse 3: JuneOnnaBeat] Up that motherfuckin' stick on you Keep jumpin' out my hand, you got motherfuckin' kick on you Uh, I'll motherfuckin' sit on you Start hoppin' out them vans with them motherfuckin' blicks on you I ain't like her, had to ditch on her Goofy-ass bitch, I ain't even finna trip on her Bought my bitch the same shoes and told her, "Drip on her" I'll pull up in this 'Cat with the kit on her [Verse 4: GrindHard E] I ain't gotta cheat, see a bitch I wanna fuck and put my bitch on her You the type to catch your bitch cheatin' and then beat on her I'm the type of fuck to spin a bitch and pull a D on her She a freaky bitch, I whip my dick out and leave skeet on her [Verse 5: JuneOnnaBeat] Ah, my lifer partner, he don't even ask for JPay Only Cash App for some pay-pay I'll spin around this bitch like I'm Day-Day Let me drive the boat and we gon' crash, bitch, mayday She gon' do whatever a nigga, nigga say-say Damn, I'm lyin', she mad I kept callin' her Shay Shay In the backseat with Hector, we was pullin' down on Jorge I been on my lawyer line tryna figure out the court date [Verse 6: GrindHard E] High as hell, almost took the blick into my court date I'ma fuckin' get some head, I ain't really into foreplay Walk in the store and scam, if they ask, then my name is Cordae Quit sellin' dope, the fiends askin', "Where is shorday?" I mean shorty Any day, I'ma pick the FN over the 40 Almost shot a fiend when he paid me, he tried to short me Whipped the heat out aggressive, he tried to change up his story