TORYONTHEBEAT Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, you know how I get Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, you know how I get Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, I need your love Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, you know how I get Stop all that cappin' (Stop) I took the Wock' to Poland like Yachty And drunk it and don't know what happened (Don't know) Same shit that I told the police When they asked 'bout that body I don't know what happened (Shh) Bitch, I'm so fly, I gave her jetlag and we Fuckin' backseat of the Challenger (Gone) Told her: Call me Abe, cause No we not Lincoln I don't see your name on the calendar (Hell nah) Way too convinced they don't want me to win They payin' the ref if you ask me The whip like a Taxi, I'm pickin' up bitches They pay me wit' head in the backseat (Let’s go) she said she a model, but Ain't been in Vogue So she get the seats in the nosebleed (Let’s go) I'm sittin' in front where the coach be (Coach be) Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, you know how I get Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, you know how I get Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, I need your love Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, you know how I get Yeah you've been askin' all these questions Now I got some time Way that I've been feelin', girl Tonight you mines Gettin' to that money, watch it multiply It ain't no secret girl you You know how I get when I see my account (Cha ching) remember them times when a Nigga had nothin' and I used to sleep on the couch (Sleep on the couch) But now she see zeros and zeros and zeros And now I'm here dickin' her out (Goddamn) I'm tossin' her ass around From car to the bed to bed to the kitchen To back to the bed now we back on the couch Back of the 'bach, she ain't Ever seen nothin' this nice She don't know how to act around me (Act around me) She know I'm fuckin' her friend and she Got a man, but she player, she keepin' it P (Keepin' it P) I can't be fuckin' on fans Got too many bands So I'm only gon' fuck with elites I gotta come in again, again and again Beat it up like Muhammad Ali, huh Bein' this status I average a quarter a month Bitch, I ain't passing my blunt I'm tryna lock in the stu' Till I go number one Zooted, gon' go to the top I'm tryna shit on my exes And stand on my opps I got a beam on a Glock Niggas be thinkin' shit sweet, till A nigga get popped, boom Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, you know how I get Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, you know how I get Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, I need your love Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, you know how I get