Lyrics

[Intro] Eight-piece, with the grape drink On the side it's fried hard With the muthafuckin' fries, bitch (Ayy, did the J-Kwon vocals come in yet, bruh?) [Hook 1] JD, do you love Smi? Are you riding? That Suzuki love, ain't doing no motorcycling I'm like, "Hol' up," need some roll-up Like I'm Big Worm, pull up in the ice cream Go to my ends, where it begins Get a signal like the Wi-Fi, get you logged in 'fore you slide in I'm a fat kid, throw the cake and licky-lick off all the icing [Verse 1] Check out the chain, check out the chain Diamonds very Venus VVS, this tennis necklace stank And they dance like Tina Turner, heard my name been ringin a bell Made it sing like Patti LaBelle, lose her voice like shawty Adele She want that computer love, I said, "Bitch, go get you a Dell" I'm a mack, I'm a pro, in Wisconsin, I'm at the Dells She feel like she Earnhardt, crashin' out, I'm feelin' like Dale All we do is burn, spark, conversations turn into dust, now we (Hold on, hold on) [Bridge] Trap Money Smino (Hello?) I buy you Valentino, pop you like some Pringles Deeper than a sea, girl, flew in like a seagull (Oh, ahh) Once you get a Mike, can't never fuck a Tito (Oh, ugh) [Hook 2] Do you love Smi? Is you riding? Used to being alone, though, can I borrow some timing? Come and find me, northsiding 'Cause I move that 'caine like he Ron, no Isley No advisin', ain't no guidin' Gotta get it, and it's only 'bout providing (Northsidin')