Conductor, we have a problem Conductor Uh, yeah I’m tryna be your baby girl, your cutie pie I wanna be your freak bitch, your ride or die I know that I’m a bad girl, I fit the crime Of tryna be your sweetheart— Don’t act like you’re too cool to holler at me while you stare at my tits from across the bar My pair is more fly than Charles de Gaulle Hard act to follow, easy nut to swallow, Baby if I cum then you’re cumming you go where I go Uh, I got him waiting in the lobby of the condo He’s playing with the cat, Rajon Rondo Most of y’all will **** with anything hollow I can’t let you hit if I ain’t proud of that tomorrow Okay? I don’t gotta lie about it Bed post, both my wrists tied around it Big dick, I don’t gotta hide around it Cockpit, uh, rip the pilot out it Land it on my landing strip Yeah, I like you times a thousand I’m his hero but I **** him like a villain If he **** me over I’mma kill him huh My body responds, he knows I feel him Shit so wet he swears I’m gonna heal him huh I’ll pay the water damages, pillow talking, rambling Put his clothes on me look like I sampled him Conducts me in positions like the marching band at Grambling Sluts me out at night but in the morning he’s a family man I’m tryna be your baby girl, your cutie pie I wanna be your freak bitch, your ride or die I know that I’m a bad girl, I fit the crime Of tryna be your sweetheart, your valentine Put me in the zone, I’m done with man to man Caught us in the act up on the nanny cam Y’all hating on the kid, Miss Hannigan Switched up on the good guys, uh, y’all look like Anakin Give me a couple years and I’ll make ‘em a fan again This is what I do, uh Ass up to the roof, ay Movie in the background on the plasma 42 And we’re not paying attention, okay? Ass bounce like it got suspension, okay? **** out my mentions I want you growling in my ear like an engine And pulling my hair I like the tension Take me back to when the only thing I shipped was me and my penman He used to want a different happy ending, I’m not saying I’m not good with my hands, I could be All State And not to be redundant but I only give top brain You send him DMs and he doesn’t even heart it, I’m in his t-shirt buying candles up at the target If the pussy talks to you, beg its pardon - Don’t act like you’re fluent, it’s got its own jargon He hardens for me, James, I stay on him like a stain I know he’s somebody’s son but he still kiss me in the rain I’m tryna be your baby girl, your cutie pie, I wanna be your freak bitch, ride or die, I know I’m a bad girl, I fit the crime Of tryna be your sweetheart, your valentine