[Verse 1: Tory her pop that ass for me on a jet ski (On a jet ski) She said, I might lick it if you let me (If you let me) You knew I would the pussy when you met me And that's why of mine can regret me Oh, yeah oh, Throw the up high, it's all there, yeah Pop ass for me on the jet ski She wanna fuck because the chain, Wayne I would hit it out in if she let me I'm tryna her twin sister she gon' 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 have no bird disrespect me When you know I bitches just for sweating me I be Presidential, gone elect me All the white girls wanna give me All the a nigga fuck her in a fresh tee A mad that I'm sav, tryna 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: Tory Yeah, the thing I don't wanna do it if not the real thing She don't wanna do it if you ain't got the bill All my boss bitches know I got the Hey, hey Bad bitches and they want the thing I wanna do it if it's not the real thing She don't do it if you ain't got the bill paid All my bitches know I got the bill, hey
2: Future] Fuck her twin sister, now she me (Hate hate) Brrt, Please, up the jet key (Key) I just changed my number, you call or sext me Have location on when you address me Knock it out the park, Ken 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 expose me I'm gone stamp country on your ID They can't smoke me, you know tryna find me When I give that to you and it's crispy And these Benji stacked up in your birkey Fell in love with a nigga codeine How you gone fall for a nigga creatine Fell in love a nigga drinking codeine How you gone fall for a nigga creatine
[Chorus: Tory 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 bitches and they the real thing I wanna do it if it's not the real thing She wanna do it if you ain't got the bill paid All my boss know I got the bill, hey
3: Tory Lanez] I got a thick, thick, thick, white My shit lit than a bitch and I'm Keep a .40 with 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 throwing that shit at me, Micheal Vick, dawg Steady at the kick off No pun intended, I just her with the Step up in the mix, is lit I might even stop and for a pic at my ex bitch and she sick, yeah She don't like that I just pulled up you Fuck it, tell a bitch to it I ain't to t-t-talk, I came to t-t-touch 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 wanna do it if it's not the real thing She don't do it if you ain't got the bill paid All my boss bitches I got the bill Hey, hey Bad bitches and they the real thing I don't wanna do it if it's not the thing She don't wanna do it if you got the bill paid All my boss know I got the bill, hey