Cannonball (feat. Don Toliver)

Yeah, yeah

Get geeked up off that wocky, then I blast off (geek)
Pull up to your house, oh, with my mask off (mask off)
Shawty big titties and her ass soft (oh)
Jump right in that pussy, I'ma cannonball (ha)
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm (oh)
Hmm, hmm (oh), hmm (oh)
Nobody make a move, bitch, I'm finna pop a move (I'm finna make a—)
Walk right there in the club, bitch and I still got my tool (yeah)
Baby fat in Gucci too and she rock jimmy choo
I'm on a 15 perky, baby, what we finna do?

Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm (ooh)
Hmm, hmm

Talkin', talkin', bae, don't make a fuss
In a hotel lobby, damn, I'll pack it up (huh, huh, huh)
Step, step, 765, I'm whippin' it, hmm
Rollie on my wrist is president
Freak, freak, I only want the neck, neck, neck, neck (nothin', nothin', nothin')
Ooh, money feelin' different from the mud
Yeah, I been rollin' dice, I'm in the cut (ooh)
1942, she's drinkin' it (mm, baby)
Backin' in the g-wagon, tryna

Hmm, hmm (yeah), hmm, hmm (oh)
Hmm, hmm, hmm

Ooh
Mm-mm, baby
Ooh
Mm-mm, better take you back with me, mm-mm (let's go)
Ooh
Mm, better take you—
Ooh
Mm, better take you back with me, mm-mm