Bitches wanna talk all day, ain't nobody 'bout that action
Don't hit my dome, I'm not with the interaction
We can't vibe if you don't got the passion
Hit the blunt one time, got me speaking different accents
Beanie on my dome 'cause I can't afford a cut
I been in my home 'cause I'm paying way too much
People on the phone always playin' way too much
Shit, I'm sayin' way too much
I'm in control, control, control
I'm in control, control, control
Stuck up in the crib, mama called me a bitch
For my shit, I just thug it out
For my dick you'll sin, you a heathen sent
Yo' wrist so cold, what the time is?
Yo' balls hang low 'til I walk in
Been broke but I keep on pace then
I been lovin the fact that this the last kin
I been laughin thе fact you think you hot shit
Damn
Walk with a limp all up in yo' bitch crib
This is the moment, I'm nevеr gon' miss
She in my bed, slap her ass with this dick
Beat it like Mike, tippy-toe on her head
Tippy tippy on
Throwing hits like Diddy Kong
Silly wrist
Blowing kisses in the wrong city huh (huh?)
Bitches been getting giddy
Like I'm called Titty Kong
But the kitty I be getting
Keep it all pretty calm, huh?
Bright lights we can all get along
If they check my palms, I'ma call Gideon
Samson dancing with the devil in his eyes
Floating relatively high, but I was in control
I'm in control, control, control
I'm in control, control, control
I'm in control, control, control
I'm in control, control, control