[Verse 1: $kinny] Call my b**h up tell her bring a friend, see everyday to we is a weekend Secret bras hold her breast up, pretty long hair with the side cut Text my phone cuz my crib got no service, then we hit the club 20 deep in suburbans Stacking a**a**inated presidents, my crew full of white girls and dirty immigrants Who you are is irrelevant, better save it for your reverend I get down if your p**y taste like peppermints, but before you come get it...hold up [Hook x2: $kinny] We just trynna roll up Hit the blunt and smoke up Hit the club and tow up Till we f**ing throw up [Verse 2: $kinny] Holly mother holly ghost, holly smoke shotgun'ing down your throat Her p**y soaking for my boat, real b**hes f** with me regardless if I'm rich or broke She said, theres something about you that makes me feel nervous, but I know we met for a reasonable purpose See me and you Naa, we can't just be friends, now let me tell you how this story should end Ima take you to the crib, kiss your neck a little bit, pull them panties down south My last b**h said I'm pretty good with my mouth, I'm f**ing filthy and i love a freak I love strippers that only strip for me, but before you come get it...hold up [Hook x2: $kinny] We just trynna roll up Hit the blunt and smoke up Hit the club and tow up Till we f**ing throw up