1st Linked Up

Lyrics

[Intro: PnB Rock] (Oliver) (Yo, Max) Da-da, da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da Da-da-da-da-da-da-da, oh, yeah [Chorus: PnB Rock] When we first linked up, I thought I told you, girl If you break my trust, it's gon' be over, girl Yeah, you, girl, when you, ayy You gotta trap it out to be my soldier, girl I'ma have you tappin' out on the sofa, girl When you, yeah, when you, yeah [Verse 1: PnB Rock] Girl, you already know what it's hitting for Take that shit off soon as you hit the door Let me see you bend over and touch your toes I'ma pull out this camera and you strike a pose Let's get it bussin' (Bussin'), bussin' (Bussin'), bussin' (Bussin'), bussin' (Bussin') Let's get it bussin' (Bussin'), bussin' (Bussin'), bussin' (Bussin'), bussin' (Bussin') Shawty, I already know you on go We doin' things that nobody knows I'm grippin' her neck, I'm takin' her soul I hit from the back, she can't take it no more Shawty, she cold, just like December (Yeah) I got me a winner Knew I had to get her (Yeah) I get all up in her (Yeah, ohh) I eat that like dinner (Yeah) Ever since I hit her, turned her to a sinner (Hit it, hit it, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Ever since I hit her, she been smellin' richer Cropped him out the picture [Chorus: PnB Rock] When we first linked up, I thought I told you, girl If you break my trust, it's gon' be over, girl Yeah, you (You, uh), girl, when you, ayy (Uh) You gotta trap it out (Yeah) to be my soldier, girl I'ma have you tappin' out (Ayy) on the sofa, girl When you, yeah, when you, yeah [Verse 2: yvngxchris] When we first linked up, I could just tell that we had a connection Hey, baby, I'm lovin' the way that you feel on my body, I'm lovin' the way that you present It's me and my shorty, we ran up a milli' together, not talkin' eleven I stay with a forty and if any nigga try to play you, I take him to Heaven to meet God Yeah, niggas said that we wouldn't make it together, well baby, we beat the odds Yeah, freaky lil' bitch make it clap for a nigga, I don't even need an applause She asked me, like, "Bae, should I keep on my shirt", I said, "Bae, there's no reason for keepin' it on" We hop out the crib and we shop at Dior, 'cause I got the money, bitch, I got a ton Oh shit, I mean ton I ain't treatin' lil' bitches, you dumb? Yeah, my baby gon' shoot for your boy Like, damn man, I think she the one Goddamn, she a gangsta, gon' slide with the Glocky, the Glocky, the Glock, she do it for fun Man, I got a bad ass bitch, she loyal, man, I really remember when we first linked up [Chorus: PnB Rock] When we first linked up, I thought I told you, girl If you break my trust, it's gon' be over, girl Yeah, you (You, uh), girl, when you, ayy (Uh) You gotta trap it out (Yeah) to be my soldier, girl I'ma have you tappin' out (Ayy) on the sofa, girl When you, yeah, when you, yeah