Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Go, yeah, oh
Yeah yeah
Yeah
Oh, yeah
Ooh, oh
5 made me, 905 made me
Yup, 5 made me
905 made me
The 5 made me, 905 made me
She call me daddy
She call me daddy, daddy
Call me daddy, I'm her daddy, I'm her daddy
Yup, spank that
She just want that sh** like that n***a from bankhead
Call me over, I'm tryna smash that
Won't call the feds on the p**y, I'm 'bout to tap that
Hey, I just wanna s**, smoke and vibes, baby
I want you by my side, baby
And I want your jeans down to your ankles
You're always mine and your man knows, oh
Do we know you're bougie baby, you need you the best?
Do he know you're freaky baby, do he keep it wet?
Is you in to Louis, in to Gucci, she in the set
Does he eat your p**y, does he tell you you're the best?
I like the way you work it, no diggity, but don't you back it up (back it up)
Taking trips down down memory lane
I hope if we link up, things are the same
Time has pa**ed, I hope that nothing has changed, oh
Girl I hope you know the reason I came
Girl, just know I'm just checkin' on ya
Everything's still good with me
I got high hopes when I'm checkin' on you
I hope everything's just fine with you
Cause I got high hopes when I'm checkin' on you
I'm just checkin' on you
When no one else gon' check up on ya
I'mma check up on ya, I'mma check up on you
When no one else gonna pull up on ya
Baby, I'mma pull up on ya
I'm just checkin' on you
Wracking up flights, wrackin' up kilometers
I'm just checkin' on you
Just checkin' on ya, I'm just checkin' on ya
Just checkin' on ya
Back with my ting on the Southside on the H
We do these things cause it'll all be okay
Especially when you are a king of the city you were raised
All day, all day, all day, all day
It's like I lost my mind and came to Houston
I'm with my friends, you know this place is booming
I hate feeling like the boy
I'm running through galleria with a b**h that lick galore
Born and raised, I need b**hes
And my b**h need a big dick
Plenty reasons why she stay
Post that for rental estate
I say sh** I shouldn't say, damn n***a
Three songs with a n***a wife, yeah
These things shouldn’t feel right, yeah
Mixed b**h, but she f** with white
Tough dick but the dick her right
Two seater in the driveway
n***a 95 on the highway, n**ga
Step back with the Wraith, ay n***a
She ain't gay but her b**h gay n***a
I hate feeling like the boy, I hit Miami Dade n***a
No Ice Cube, better hope that's it some good dank
Time has pa**ed, I hope that nothing has changed, oh
Girl I hope you know the reason I came
Girl, just know I'm just checkin' on ya
Everything's still good with me
I got high hopes when I'm checkin' on you
I hope everything's just fine with you
Cause I got high hopes when I'm checkin' on you
I'm just checkin' on you
When no one else gon' check up on ya
I'mma check up on ya, I'mma check up on you
When no one else gonna pull up on ya
Baby, I'mma pull up on ya
I'm just checkin' on you
Wracking up flights, wrackin' up kilometers
I'm just checkin' on you
Just checkin' on ya, I'm just checkin' on ya
Just checkin' on ya