Put that on my set, uh, uh Put that on my set I recollect, uh, uh Time to count some checks They go collect, uh They owe some debt Nothin' over, nothing less And hoes on deck, and plus I flex I put that on my set Understand, I'm a man tryna make it in a world of death She just wanna fuck and I just met her at the club And now we left I just wanna fuckin' love her, rough her She was lovin' nothin' less I just love how we're bustin' Nuttin' all up on her fucking chest God, I love that dress God, I love the way she dress, she fresh God, I love her breasts God, I love her thighs and eyes and uh Swear to God I'm outta breath Swear to God if I get out of line, she checkin' Only time we naked Only time she complainin' and demand for private jets Twist my fingers, put that on my set Fuck the other side, no disrespect, uh Talking crazy, niggas coming at my neck Man, that's word to Skepta, I'ma put that on my set Show respect, I'ma aim for the neck I'ma make some ghosts, when it comes to the raps Man, I must be possessed When you see me up close, when you look into my eyes When you see how I flex Just me and my dogs, and another handful of cats I ain't tryna fuck with the rest Man, I'm ready to die, my soul's in the sky See the pain in my eyes I don't wanna cry, put my life on the line For my blood all the time I see all the signs, but it's like they blind Tryna kill me for mine Now this all behind, the police tryna find DNA on the nine Man, open the door, real niggas on tour Man, I'm ready for war Ten toes on the floor, fuck with me on the 3rd It will be Halloween on the 4th Yeah, all the way from the East to the North Rocky billing up that Backwood Spilling mad weed on the floor Icy Need that on my set, ayy, ayy Put that on my set I said, I flex, ayy, ayy What's that on my neck? Ayy, ayy, put that on my set I said, I flex, ayy, ayy What's that on my neck? They called baguettes, these bitches sweat These niggas know, they all in check And hoes on deck And plus I flex, I put that on my set

Keep your hands on me Don't take them off until I say so Let me break you off We'll be taking off Or maybe making love You just keep your eyes on my you know what Trembling, when you touch Rush is racing body begging Picture me and you making Making sweet love Baby, give it to me Eyes on me, dance on me tonight You're all, all I need Keep your hands on me Don't take them off Put your hands on it Put your hands on it Put your hands on it Put your hands on it Put your hands on it Put your hands on it Put your hands on it Put your hands on it Don't take them off Put your hands on me You can put your hands on me If you like what you see Baby, put your hands on me It's your birthday, every day with me And I make her hand rocky A-S-A-P It's your birthday, every day with me And I make her hand rocky A-S-A-P Skirt off, keep the high heels on Might be a little thing but I like that long, yeah Don't let these eyes fool you I can take it, hold nothing back, give it to me Eyes on me, dance on me tonight You're all, all I need Keep your hands on me Don't take them off Put your hands on it Put your hands on it Put your hands on it Put your hands on it Put your hands on it Put your hands on it Put your hands on it Put your hands on it Don't take them off Put your hands on me You can put your hands on me If you like what you see Baby put your hands on me It's your birthday, every day with me And I make her hand rocky A-S-A-P It's your birthday, every day with me And I make her hand rocky A-S-A-P Can I, can I, can I please put my hand on it? Shaking like they're burning, lemme put a fan on it Bumblebee got a parachute to land on it Girl you got the cake, can I put my candle on it? It's your birthday, every day with me And I make her hand rocky A-S-A-P Got me talking marriage, I like what I see I'ma put a ring on it, word to Bey and Jay-Z But before I do that let me put a hand on it Oh, so hot I could catch a tan on it Got me sweating so much we can swim on the dancefloor We gon' have to mess around and put a dam on it Dam on it I love the way it feels Stay back and keep still Your hands, oh, please Baby, don't take them off Don't take them off Put your hands on it Put your hands on it Put your hands on it Put your hands on it Put your hands on it Put your hands on it Put your hands on it Put your hands on it Don't take them off Put your hands on me You can put your hands on me If you like what you see Baby put your hands on me

Uh, yeah, yeah Uh, uh, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh Gucci, that Prada, that Fendi Ice Cube, all about the Benjis Spend ten bands in Fendi A$AP, my niggas with me Niggas be talking that bullshit Your main bitch said I look gorgeous What I spent on my chain, that's your mortgage (cash out) Brand new Porsche came with some horses Sipping that purple like Prince .40 my tool, that's my wrench Ballin' like J-Kidd, assist Shootin that three like a swish Moving in silence, I need me some guidance I'm wildin' this money and violence Come out the projects, I want it, I got it Margiela just running through college Fresh out the Porsche, check out my shorts Best from the west to the north Catching some rec with my thots, aye Getting a check for my thoughts, aye Dripping in jelly, I trap off a celly I look like I'm rich in the 80's Droop with the grippy, I cruise through the bity I'm buggin out crazy, no brazy Ski mask on me so them niggas can't trace me Car is so fast when I skrt they can't chase me Margiela Marino now she wanna date me She see the money, now she tryna play me Hope out the Rari, go vroom I never lack, I stay with goons And you know Gucci my shoes Breaking the rules, stay on the news And you know my shot go swish Shoot from a three point, boy I won't miss Smooky just caught a new lick Diamonds don't drip, don't front, you get hit Funny vibes, I can sense something different in the air It's like a weight being lifted Take some hatred, oh I get it Really trippin' cause you broke and you in your feelings Let her go, she in her feelings Niggas can't tell you shit, man, don't know the difference When you're in your twenties making parents' livid Cause you making millions Make em wanna live it than you make a living Over what you spent and making poor decisions Music for the children, hope they make it Major even independent, free them out the penni' Keep him out the prison, writing freedom with the pen and pencil MTV about a Interstitial Fuck with me because it's beneficial Unsuspected like an incidental Chasing that bag 2017, 2018 They breaking my hoes in half Come on through stunting too Looking like a nigga dad Foreign bitches, pull up Type of bitches nigga wish he had Looking in the mirror, vision getting clearer I see why you mad Chickens coming in, they gotta go She ain't fucking then she gotta go Wanna see me drown, I gotta float Best believe I get it by the boat Thirsty bitch, she wanna sit up in it Had your bitch and she be lickin' in it Car so big she wanna get up in it Tell the bitch to chill but she still catching feelings [.45 that] chopper, it ready to spit on you niggas All of my bitches, they fucking, they acting siddity Ya, stacking the guap, feel like Diddy All of my bitches get millie Popping that molly prescription All of my niggas they dishing I just go hard in the kitchen Bitches they fuckin', they lickin' Carti, I'm getting that, uh Told her go mind her own business 'Fore I die, I'mma make a billie Stack a couple millie, 'Rari in the billy House upon the hilly, diamonds getting chilly Bunch of indie niggas with me repping Philly Oh lord, it's the Hood Pope Shouldn't walk 'cause I could float Model bitch, get a good throat Said she in love with the hood folks, god damn Nasty baby, 2017 Big ol' diamonds in my pinky ring Prada on me, bitch I do my thing I ain't gotta talk to you niggas lame Disappear on 'em like David Blaine Combat boots on me like Major Payne These niggas is funny like Damon Wayans Boy you so broke, man that shit a shame Member times I was broke, now I'm getting that bag Member times I was broke, now I'm getting that bag Member times I was broke, man I'm getting that bag See I remember times I was broke, now a nigga chasin' that bag