You Got It (Bonus Track)

Hey lil ma let me slide on you
Know you know my name and that's cool
Say you riding too
Riding for the fame
That's a shame
You a fu**ing fool
Shawty you got game
Yea you got it yea
Girl you got it yea
Shawty do yo s**t
Shawty do yo s**t
Staring at yo hips
Let me grip
Let me sippy sip
Let me kiss yo lips
Below yo hips
Yea you got me whipped
Shawty you the s**t
Yea you got it yea girl you got it
Shawty come here take a ride
Let me grip on yo thighs
Look you feeling so high
Gucci shades got you looking so fly
Raf boy yea a ni**a been fly
Chanel shawty got me wondering why
I ain't slide guess it was cause my pride
I see you girl yea I know that you shy
You say you different come here be my little bride
Been certified yea since junior high
Been hella fine yea ain't wasting no time
Been getting money yea you've been in yo prime
Been playing niggas way before yo little time
I broke the clock now you wanna be mine
It's fuck you girl we ain't sipping no wine
It's fuck you girl bitch don't hit up my line
But hey Zay ain't that yo little bae
Way back From sixth grade
Guess shit changed
Thought you loved her mane
Guess s**t ain't the same
She want fame
Now you acting strange
Tell me who's to blame
Now she popping and you sliding
If I can't trust you baby
I don't want you baby
I can't love you baby
Not my lady
How you tryna play me
Acting out all shady
Da** that's crazy how you tryna play me
Acting out all shady
Da** that's crazy how you tryna play me
Acting out all shady
Hey lil ma let me slide on you
Know you know my name and that's cool
Say you riding too
Riding for the fame
That's a shame
You a fu**ing fool
Shawty you got game
Yea you got it yea
Girl you got it yea
Shawty do yo s**t
Shawty do yo s**t
Staring at yo hips
Let me grip
Let me sippy sipp
Let me kiss yo lips
Below yo hips
Yea you got me whipped
Shawty you the s**t
Yea you got it yea girl you got it