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Yo, we ain't got to the yard yet Bad girl with an accent Body nice and curvy Remember back then when the girls they curved me So now I'm better than ever All these fake bitches didn't see my potential All these bad rappers tryna claim that they rapping I'ma do me 'cause I know that I'm special So girl, slow wine up on me Body so hot like a hundred degrees Show me all your tricks when you get on your knees Please, baby, don't put me to sleep I can't lie, I'm getting tired of depending Married to the grind, the money my best man When push turns to shove, I'ma put that work in 'Cause I know I'ma reap with an Aston Martin Vibes and green, baby, close the curtain I'ma keep it real slick like J and Balvin Fuck that girl while I'm wearing a Calvin We don't need no keys to start, it's a push to start And the way she moves got me thinking many ways that she could be mine We could start in the car, what you saying, babygirl, it's just you and I We could look at the stars, I could take you to Mars If you say you'd be mine, I could make you refined Make you my best wine, sipping on palm wine We could build a love boat, we don't need to find 'Cause you're always on my mind, I cannot buy a wife I need to live a life that doesn't need a price Promise when I turn, you would not use a knife Your loves get me so high, I think I see the kites I still lay in bed thinking about the nights