Good Girls Ain't No Fun

(Great john on the beat, by the way)

Slidin' through your city, what you on, bae?
Uh, been a long day, run it up, I'm tryna put you on, bae
Pull up on me, I ain't see you all day, damn
Uh, I ain't tryna take no picture and pose for the 'gram
Uh, I just pulled up in a Benz, skirt off in a lamb'
And baby, I am who I am
Made it happen, ain't come with a plan
She say she my biggest of fans
She making it clap, but ain't using her hands, damn
Uh, how the fuck she did that? Gotta get it on cam'
Uh, I get way too high, can't wait till I land

And no we can't lay in the sand
Girl, you know, I'm too black for a tan
Damn, said she fell in love with the man
I could put the whole world in your hands, damn
Said she want drip from Paris, but she never seen France
Said she want drip from—, wait
Bad girls ain't no good and the good girls ain't no fun
She said: I hate you so much, but she still gon' let me fuck
Like, you get the bag, baby, I'm in a rush
At the top, all I'm seein' is us
Like, yes, she a baddie and shit, that's a plus
Drop the addy and shit going up
I hopped out my patekies and got on the bus
In my city with chops in the truck
She like bae is you happy to see me or what
I'm like yeah but the Glock in the cut
Sike, nah, that's the Glock in my pants
If I up it, the spot gettin' blammed
Like, I heard that nigga done told on his mans
What the fuck? Y'all supposed to be friends
What the fuck? Y'all supposed to be 'cause'
Man, I thought y'all was supposed to be slatt
But you puttin' your trust in a rat, he ain't doing no time, he just getting you snapped
I be putting my trust in them racks
How I ran that shit up and I'm still moving tact', hold on
Caesar told me not to lack, like
Don't you get turned to a pack, hold on
She let me hit from the back
Back to back to back

Slidin' through your city, what you on, bae?
Uh, been a long day, run it up, I'm tryna put you on, bae
Pull up on me, I ain't see you all day, damn
Uh, I ain't tryna take no picture and pose for the 'gram
Uh, I just pulled up in a Benz, skirt off in a lamb'
And baby, I am who I am
Made it happen, ain't come with a plan
She say she my biggest of fans
She making it clap, but ain't using her hands, damn
Uh, how the fuck she did that? Gotta get it on cam'
Uh, I get way too high, can't wait till I—