Bare Tings

Show me the booty
Show me the baggage
She got a fatty that break people’s neck
Got to look when she passes
Say you’re trying to get with a bad one, yeah?
Well… in case you didn’t know I’m a badman, yeah
Straight up… if she doesn’t bust it open, see you later
Young boy, only got eyes for the paper
If she’s not a 10, then she’s not on my radar
Heidå
Up in Scandinavia where the gyal dem sexy
You never see a chick get cuffed unless she’s getting arrested
TINGS
You know we got that
We’ll be riding Maseratis with the top back
Crackas acting like they’re king, but they’re not that
Stop that
Killing all these rappers like I hit them with the lama
BLVCK is presidential so they’re calling me O (bama)
Grinding this hard because I get it from my mama
She had three day jobs, it was hotter than a sauna
Kick in the door
Got bitches galore
And all of them are swavey
Ain’t none of them hoes
Just Bare Tings, Bare Tings, Bare Tings boy
Bare Tings, Bare Tings, Bare Tings yeah