Text Me When You Make It

(album: See Ya - 2023)

Ride a Mercedes, Prada for days
Louis from Virgil, Birkin Baby
Balenciaga, you and the ladies
YSL, you look amazing
Eight in the morning, say that you just got on
Just count up your paper
Come to my room and I'll be breaking you off
And send you home later
I just pulled up to Vegas
I'm fucking with you and not the tables
I could be outside later
Baby, send you on your way, just text when you make it

Lately, I been counting blessings as they come
I ain't been taking no shit from no one
I ain't been getting nothing but love
And I don't hear talking, you gotta show us
Bags, you getting 'em all
Ass can't fit, it ain't small
Hookah for three in the club
It's me, you, and your girl

Don't trip on exes 'cause you used to it
Hang on to your cool, you ain't losing it
You ain't intimidated by another bitch
You with a real nigga and love the benefits
You can barely wait, always safe to say
Private destination, brand new Ricky shades
Celebrity workout plan, you been losing weight
Again and that shit getting thick in all the right places
Lately
You was underground, but now you mainstream
Taking you to my crib 'cause I don't date
The diferrence 'tween night and day
Dinner wherever you want, don't gotta wait
You shop more than usual
We fuck four times, then you gotta go
Say you 'bout to come, you getting close
Baby, say you love sunset the most

Lately, I been counting blessings as they come
I ain't been taking no shit from no one
I ain't been getting nothing but love
And I don't hear talking, you gotta show us
Bags, you getting 'em all
Ass can't fit, it ain't small
Hookah for three in the club
It's me, you, and your girl

Yo, what up? It's your boy, Wiz Khalifa, man
The shrooms are kicking in
There's no tequila in my system so there's nothing to worry about, or gin either
But you guys wanna drink, make sure y'all fuck with some of that McQueen and pour a shot for me
See Ya