[Verse 1: Tory Lanez]Told her pop that ass for me on a jet ski (On a jet ski)
She said, "I might even lick it if you let me" (If you let me)
You knew I would kill the pussy when you met me
And that's why none of mine can regret me
Oh, yeah oh, yeah
Throw the cash up high, it's all there, yeah
Pop that ass for me on the jet ski
She wanna fuck because the chain, Wayne GretzkyI would hit it out in public if she let meI'm tryna fuck her twin sister she gon' let me
I can make the pussy squirt, you wanna bet me
Say I hit that the shit so good she can't forget meI can't have no bird bitches disrespect meWhen you know I curve bitches just for sweating meI be smoking Presidential, gone elect meAll the white girls wanna give me BeckyAll the time a nigga fuck her in a fresh teeA nigga mad that I'm sav, tryna threaten me
I be balling, need a espyThat's your girlfriend, she my bestieIf you sayin', let's be honest, girl, then let's be
I'm tryna see you and little mama on a jet ski
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Yeah, the real thing
I don't wanna do it if it's not the real thing
She don't wanna do it if you ain't got the bill paid
All my boss bitches know I got the bill
Hey, hey
Bad bitches and they want the real thing
I don't wanna do it if it's not the real thing
She don't wanna do it if you ain't got the bill paid
All my boss bitches know I got the bill, hey
Fuck her twin sister, now she hate me (Hate hate)
Brrt, brrtt
Please, order up the jet key (Key)
I just changed my number, you can't call or sext me
Have your location on when you address me
Knock it out the park, Ken GriffeyOoh, ooh, oohAll these missed calls was never missed, ohh ohh
And a lot of bad bitches with no IGShe don't post, so I know she won't expose meI'm gone stamp every country on your ID
They can't smoke me, you know they tryna find me
When I give that paper to you and it's crispyAnd these Benji Franklin's stacked up in your birkeyFell in love with a nigga drinking codeineHow you gone fall for a nigga drinking creatineFell in love with a nigga drinking codeineHow you gone fall for a nigga drinking creatine[Chorus: Tory Lanez]
Yeah, the real thing
I don't wanna do it if it's not the real thing
She don't wanna do it if you ain't got the bill paid
All my boss bitches know I got the bill
Hey, hey
Bad bitches and they want the real thing
I don't wanna do it if it's not the real thing
She don't wanna do it if you ain't got the bill paid
All my boss bitches know I got the bill, hey
[Verse 3: Tory Lanez]I got a thick, thick, thick, white bitchMy shit lit than a bitch and I'm richKeep a .40 with extendo on the gripAnd know I gotta have it on me because my niggas out here litI ain't even know she was your bitch, dawgShe been throwing that shit at me, Micheal Vick, dawgSteady quarterbacking at the kick offNo pun intended, I just her with the pickStep up in the mix, shit is litI might even stop and pose for a picLooking at my ex bitch and she sick, yeahShe don't like that I just pulled up with youFuck it, tell a bitch to bust itI ain't come to t-t-talk, I came to t-t-touch itShe came to s-s-suck me off, then, baby, s-s-suck itShe tryna s-s-send a Snap, but, baby, time to bust it[Chorus: Tory Lanez]Yeah, the real thingI don't wanna do it if it's not the real thingShe don't wanna do it if you ain't got the bill paidAll my boss bitches know I got the billHey, heyBad bitches and they want the real thingI don't wanna do it if it's not the real thingShe don't wanna do it if you ain't got the bill paidAll my boss bitches know I got the bill, hey