Casamigos

The ballers from the city
Candy, run it up
Yeah
Gra-gra, boom-boom-boom-boom

For the Casamigos' she says she wants to be more than a friend
With a boyfriend, she says not to follow her
She wants a killer, knows that in a machine, never in a Kia
I light up the luchi so she laughs
She says that's muse, she likes to release the medusa
She wants to behave, but with me she crosses paths
Crosses, I know she has a buddy who supposedly hustles
But if she sees me face to face, she gets nervous, yeah

She saw me designer, complete Gallery Dept
They win the diamonds, nigga, I never even spoke
Expensive leather, I always stick her to the wall
I'm going to give you dick as if it were a press
Come down to the city, I'll fuck you
I am a cool guy, I'm going to break all your holes
That model face is the one I make give a blowjob
I have a video of you jumping on the roll, yeah

Jump, bunny, glope, never Smithand
You know a baller makes you look prettier
I'm a referee on the block, fouls are called
You give me throat and I'll give you half

For the Casamigos' she says she wants to be more than a friend
With a boyfriend, she says not to follow her
She wants a killer, knows that in a machine, never in a Kia
I light up the luchi so she laughs
She says that's muse, she likes to release the medusa
She wants to behave, but with me she crosses paths
Crosses, I know she has a buddy who supposedly hustles
But if she sees me face to face, she gets nervous (yeah)

She likes the mesh of the stick, the kid cap on the face
She's always mine, but she's behind the wallet
This is a Roulette, he doesn't have them, don't let him fool you
If you set me up, I'll kill the one who pays you
If I send the brother, your boyfriend gets packed
This is not a Techno, baby, this is a Roulette
She got on the ship, showed her tits
Always a glopeta, I don't fuck with the Beretta

Jump, bunny, glope, never Smithand
You know a baller makes you look prettier
I'm a referee on the block, fouls are called
You give me throat and I'll give you half

Gra-gra, boom-boom-boom-boom
Yeah, tell me, Turbo
The K and the P
Move that ass and I'll give you half
Ma, you're a whore, this is not a friendship
She wants me to pick her up, says she's addicted
I come to fuck you, this is not a date, ah
Grr, paw
Gra-gra, boom-boom-boom-boom
Yeah
The ballers from the city