If you be on your way
We’ll be on the rise
I be on my fresh shit
You be looking ripe, right
You be looking ripe
Let me devour you tonight
Sipping on Ciroc mango
Girl you know it takes two to tango
How you fly? You ain’t even a angel
And we both like girls we arrange those
You taste like grape and it’s great
We go back like bathing ape
But your a shy girl you never open up but
Wit me she throw it back when I’m tasting the cake
Now let it lift off doing this is good for when your pissed off
But don’t take advantage of it you belong here girl but your panties doesn’t
I never understand this loving wit ya ass so big like you tammy cousin
That’s why yo gram be buzzing cuz I thought it was fake but damn it wasn’t
If you be on your way
We’ll be on the rise
I be on my fresh shit
You be looking ripe, right
You be looking ripe
Let me devour you tonight
Sipping on Ciroc peach baby
We ain’t even hit the streets lately
You only come around when shits crazy
You should come around when its gravy
Cause you taste like fruit by the foot
And you I really want it by da look
In public you gone cover up
But ya damn near naked when you cook
5 course meal on dat azz girl you know I gotta eat right
7 days of the week its amazing to me you be coming for the sweet pipe
Headed overseas for the weekend gotta pill for the flight you can sleep with
But first Imma take you to the mile high club here’s your wings
That’ll make your dreams lit, so…
If you be on your way
We’ll be on the rise
I be on my fresh shit
You be looking ripe, right
You be looking ripe
Let me devour you tonight