


Holy Infa
Shawty's Body soft like a calamari Baby Doesn't care if I drive a Rari Girly You a wifey but you wanna party Ayo Why you actin' like you ain't a hottie? How the fuck have you stayed all alone? I would take you in a heartbeat Hurry, hurry You're the type to text "I'm back home" I be pushing 200 My girly's hungry Okay This that modern type of shit—ah Okay This me act like I don't care—right Okay This you talking to like four guys Okay I just couldn't say it's cool but Still, anytime Call my line Make a sign You're not mine And I don't mind I'll be fine Yeah, I sing But I'll make you the lead tonight We could do it at yours Or just fucking pull up (pull up) Uh-huh Uh-huh Yeah Fucking pull up (pull up) Uh-huh Uh-huh Yeah Fucking pull up (pull up) Uh-huh Uh-huh Yeah Fucking pull up (pull up) Uh-huh Uh-huh Yeah Fucking pull up Girly Licks it like she never had a lolli Stay in Your lane 'cause you don't know my story You ain't In my circle. I ain't even sorry "Infa was here" You'd never match the Holy Uh-huh, I've been daddy to your baddie (how 'bout that?) And you're falling like her panties did (smooth) You will never find me static This a game. I plan to win this shit (let's go) Goin' up, rather be alone Than to take a fake-ass, seasonal fuck-buddy with me Lil' boy thinks women are the goal That ain't it. They just be one of the signs of your victory You can't even get close to this level With your woke-ass "I just don't want it"s Kiddo, sweet dreams If her body count's high I be only a body count I won't stick around for a pick-me Still, anytime Call my line Make a sign You're not mine And I don't mind I'll be fine Yeah, I sing But I'll make you the lead tonight We could do it at yours Or just fucking pull up (pull up) Uh-huh Uh-huh Yeah Fucking pull up (pull up) Uh-huh Uh-huh Yeah Fucking pull up (pull up) Uh-huh Uh-huh Yeah Fucking pull up (pull up) Uh-huh Uh-huh Yeah Fucking pull up