[Verse 1: Tory her pop that ass for me on a jet ski (On a jet ski) She said, I might even it if you let me (If you let me) You knew I would the pussy when you met me And that's why none of can regret me Oh, yeah oh, Throw the cash up high, it's all there, Pop ass for me on the jet ski She wanna fuck because the chain, Gretzky I would hit it out in if she let me I'm tryna fuck her twin sister she let me I can make the pussy squirt, you bet me Say I hit that the shit so good she forget me I can't no bird bitches disrespect me When you know I curve bitches for sweating me I be Presidential, gone elect me All the white wanna give me Becky All the a nigga fuck her in a fresh tee A nigga mad that I'm sav, threaten me I be balling, a espy That's girlfriend, she my bestie If you sayin', be honest, girl, then let's be I'm tryna see you and little on a jet ski
[Chorus: Lanez] Yeah, the thing I don't wanna do it if not the real thing She don't wanna do it if you got the bill paid All my boss bitches I got the bill Hey, hey Bad bitches and they want the real I don't wanna do it if it's not the real She don't wanna do it if you ain't got the bill All my bitches know I got the bill, hey
2: Future] Fuck her sister, now she hate me (Hate hate) Brrt, Please, up the jet key (Key) I changed my number, you can't call or sext me Have your on when you address me it out the park, Ken Griffey Ooh, ooh, ooh All these missed was never missed, ohh ohh And a lot of bad bitches no IG She don't post, so I know she won't me I'm gone stamp every country on ID They can't smoke me, you know tryna find me When I give that paper to you and crispy And these Benji Franklin's stacked up in your Fell in love a nigga drinking codeine How you gone fall for a nigga creatine Fell in love with a drinking codeine How you gone fall for a nigga creatine
Tory Lanez] Yeah, the real I don't wanna do it if it's not the thing She don't do it if you ain't got the bill paid All my bitches know I got the bill Hey, hey Bad and they want the real thing I don't do it if it's not the real thing She don't wanna do it if you got the bill paid All my boss bitches I got the bill, hey
[Verse 3: Tory I got a thick, thick, thick, bitch My shit lit than a bitch and I'm Keep a .40 extendo on the grip And know I gotta it on me because my niggas out here lit I ain't even know she was bitch, dawg She been throwing that shit at me, Micheal Vick, quarterbacking at the kick off No pun intended, I her with the pick Step up in the mix, is lit I even stop and pose for a pic Looking at my ex bitch and she sick, She don't like that I pulled up with you it, tell a bitch to bust it I ain't come to t-t-talk, I came to it She came to s-s-suck me off, then, baby, it She tryna s-s-send a Snap, but, baby, time to it
[Chorus: Lanez] Yeah, the real I don't wanna do it if not the real thing She wanna do it if you ain't got the bill paid All my boss bitches I got the bill Hey, hey Bad and they want the real thing I don't do it if it's not the real thing She don't wanna do it if you ain't got the paid All my bitches know I got the bill, hey