Spread Your Legs

So you tellin' me
You tellin' me that’s how you you really feel
How you ain’t tell me you
Been feel like that?
(I don’t know, 'cause you be trippin')

Now spread your legs so I can lick you down
Yeah
Pour my syrup up while we ride around, yeah

Come and take a ride
I can show you what a thug 'bout
Headed from the house
Finna see what the club ‘bout
Pour me up again when you
See that the syrup out
38 Baby, sold drugs in the trap house
Pass through the Nawf just to
See what the talk 'bout
Flyin' outta town every time
That the chalk out
Pullin' up with twin and he
Smokin' on a big Raw
Droppin' off money, Birdman say the pack raw
Pass you my gun when I hear the policе sound
NBA gang, who I call when it go down
Wanna see the slums? I’ma take
You up in ghost town ex boyfriеnd
You ain’t never gotta worry 'bout
Tryna prove a point
You ain’t ever gotta talk loud
Playin' Young Thug
We gon' hear it from surround sound
Show you how to die 'bout it
We don’t ever stand down
Let you drive the car while we
Spin with a hundred pounds
Hit a nigga block with the
Glock and we spray 'round slip another clip
We gon' shoot 'till they lay down
We don’t ever tell
Go to jail and we come home
We don’t ever break
Everyone of us too strong
VL spot in the 'A, we was trapped out
Wrap it up
I’ma show you how to get the pack out
Took you in the room, bent you over
Blow yo' back out
Hittin' from the back, pull yo' hair
Don’t tap out

(Ha, you know you do be actin'
Crazy when we be havin' sex)
I be tryna make you feel this bitch
I be tryna put this bitch all in yo' stomach
(You know you be hurtin' me
You don’t have to go that deep)
Man look, come here

Now spread your legs so I can lick you down
Yeah (Man look, stop movin')
Pour my syrup up while we ride around, yeah
Yeah you already know what I’m about

Pour me up again when you
See that the syrup out (yeah)
38 Baby, sold drugs in the trap house
Pass through the Nawf just to
See what the talk 'bout
Flyin' outta town when I that the chalk out
Took you in the room, bent you over
Blow yo' back out
Hittin' from the back, pull yo' hair
Don’t tap out

Through the city do the dash in the coupe
Panoramic ceilin'
See the stars through the roof
Herm say my name, got me lookin' like who?
Double G livin', nigga knowin' I’ma shoot
(Ba) me and twin at the 'Yo with
That fire in the booth
Hit a big booty hoe in my video shoot