Ah!
I’m a one-stop shop

Ah, ah!
You see me calling, can I come over?

I call my nigga for a ride, or I call on my chauffeur
I’m trying to play it smooth, I don’t want to get you in trouble

Forgot I’m rich, I can pull a Benz truck shaped like a bubble

AMG, my heart melted when you said I love you
Hold up, what’s it, nigga? I told her how to buy my cars

All the time, I’m smashing bad, but I can’t get caught

I can’t talk on the way, if I don’t let you know
A lot of niggas want to whack me

You see me calling, I want to come over
I want to come over

You see me, I want to come over
You see me blow your phone, I want to come over

You see, I’m here, don’t treat me like a sucker
I want to be honest, your friends want to fuck me

Ah, can I come over?
I ain’t messing, I don’t want to speak of it

She be whining
Whining, she wanna ride it, ah

She whining, whining, crying
Ah, crying, crying, crying

She get mad when she hear it right
She whining, whining

Ah, she be whinin’, runnin’
She wanna runnin’ ah, she runnin’

Crying, crying, ah
Crying, crying, crying
She get mad when she can’t ride it