Looking at your last text 
Damn did you really mean it?
Did you even look good?
Did you even read it?
 I’ve been braking up cuz the house is fit theme 
Is the only thing that hasn’t get easy 
A roaber is the only thing that ever come between us 
God damn now I’m looking on everything that are between us 
And I got more liquor, more ladies 
More drugs and no cases 
We choosing no babies 
I hold no phone saving 
If saw you, go hate me 

You see me standing on the coach
Turning clubs into houses 
Water, the champagne fountains 
Turn flaps in the mountains, 
And I knew I love that ass but I hate that fucking outfit 
I’m taking of her blouses while she taking off my trousers 
That just a couple more problems 
They ass to a couple consular

Open that shit wide 
Let me see how deep your mouth is 
Let me see how deep your mouth is 

Go hard til I OD 
I’m the newest verse and then they own me 
All my ex-s are on me 
Wishing they could exit on me 
I’m on the aging, I’m hanging all over 
On the legend we daggling on 
And if I let go, I won’t fall off 
If we sad that:  what a day !
Then don’t call on 
(?) I call for shots, you call for shots 
Y’all call the cops, sometimes drinks speak louder than words do 
Body language speak louder than verbal 

You see me standing on the coach
Turning clubs into houses 
Water, the champagne fountains 
Turn flaps in the mountains, 
And I knew I love that ass but I hate that fucking outfit 
I’m taking of her blouses while she taking off my trousers 
That just a couple more problems 
They ass to a couple consular

Open that shit wide 
Let me see how deep your mouth is 
Let me see how deep your mouth is