(Oh my God, Ronny)

I remember what you told me, uh, yeah
I want you to show me, ay
Seen you looking at my Rollie, ice watch
And I'm still blowin', lights out, ay
Walked in, shut it down, lights out
When she let me knock her down, lights out
Pass out, one hit of the gas, lights out
Kick her out, now she big mad, lights out, ooh

Red, red, red rum, I'ma bleed her
She got that bidi bidi bum bum like Selena, ay
Built like Anita, she a diva, ay
She so damn fine, I'm like, "Lord Jesus"
Fly you overseas, you don't need a Visa
Just to paint her face, that's a Mona Lisa
Let you bring your friend along, that's a threesome
Leave your panties back at home, I'm tryna see some'
Living like a Rockstar, don't know how to act
Woke up, blew a check, 'cause I already got it back, ay
Never been normal, everything enormous
Counted half a mil' when I woke up this morning (ay)

I remember what you told me, uh, yeah
I want you to show me, ay
Seen you looking at my Rollie, ice watch
And I'm still blowin', lights out, ay
Walked in, shut it down, lights out
When she let me knock her down, lights out (know what I'm sayin'?)
Pass out, one hit of the gas, lights out (no rap cap)
Kick her out, now she big mad, lights out, ooh

Ooh, I fucked a bitch and it was lights out (what?)
I bought a pinkie ring, that's a lighthouse
Oh you mad, huh? (Huh?)
Bitch want to fuck so bad, she rode a cab, huh? (Rode a cab, huh?)
Too many racks, my money older than my grandma
Richard Mille, that's a nice watch
Plain Jane, might ice it out
The Lam' truck, might pull it out
Pussy too good, I can't pull it out
See you looking at my bitch
All these hoes, they say I'm handsome 'cause I'm rich ('cause I'm rich)
Mama mad I got the Lam', I need the tint (I need the tint)
Gotta chase after these hundreds, I can't sprint (I can't sprint)
Two-point-five just on cars I done spent (skrrt skrrt)
Think I'm ever going broke, you got me bent (got me bent)

Ay, I remember what you told me, uh, yeah
I want you to show me, ay
Seen you looking at my Rollie, ice watch
And I'm still blowin', lights out, ay
Walked in, shut it down, lights out
When she let me knock her down, lights out
Pass out, one hit of the gas, lights out
Kick her out, now she big mad, lights out, ooh

Ooh, lights out, ay
Ooh, lights out, yeah
Ooh, lights out (lights out)
Ooh, lights out, yeah

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Writer(s): Dimitri Leslie Roger, Edwin Morina, Eric Mullegger, Ronald Spence Jr., Tyrone William Griffin Jr.