[Verse 1]
You ain’t gotta be one of these women that gotta be in designer jeans
In the limelight, I like em when they behind the scenes
Go to Cali when your city pullin five degrees
As long as we agree about the finer things
Keep it honest, I don’t do dramatics
From Brooklyn to Wisconsin, girl yo ass the fattest
And you know that my rapping is capping way over average
So if I really wanted I could really be a savage
But you too, cus you too fine to be alone
In the cold, in a city where it snows
Shawty it’d a damn shame
How you let a nigga get you low
And keep you from your glow, your ambitions, and your goals
Damn
Imma come soon, we got smoke blunts and purchase a lotta junk food
We could do whatever you know that KOTA is dumb cool
All you gotta do is let me know and imma come through
So what you wan do?