[Intro] I miss you I think of you every day [Voicemail beep] Kirkoooo!! (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) [Verse 1] I had to go and get it No rap-cap for my bitch Know that these niggas be thinking they slick but my bitch, my bitch know what it is Give me your hand, take a hold of my wrist Say wherever he go, I'm going with him She want designer just to take pics Stepping on niggas, won't step on your kicks Flower Know where you walk in my armor, your shorty he better not get in the way I'm the one chosen, these niggas won't get on the mob, taking the trash out today She know she fine and whatever, the shit make me want to eat pussy and go on a date Asked her if she want to go to the club or a movie, she ain't hear me till the next day Told him I don't really know I go crazy about mine like I'm Robo (Yeah) Say these niggas ain't fucking with me, if you catch him I'm get out the way or they G-phone get in they face You fucking with me and I'm not running away Catch him inside of his place Better F on your mama 'cause nobody safe [Chorus] Ain't a bag in the world that I wouldn't go spend on you (uh-huh) I'll do about anything just so I can see your face (uh-huh) Pick it up, pick it up, pick up the phone for me I swear you the reason I fell in love Was stuck in my ways till you got in my chest Got you arching your back while I'm breaking a sweat Swear I don't ever wanna walk out the door (Yeah, come on) [Verse 2] Won't be the only one you thinking about before you fall asleep You send a text when you wake in the morning, I ain't even know it was me Was I up in your dreams? (Huh) Tell me you'll never leave (Huh) And I talk to the bitch, let me eat (Huh) Bend down, make her bend down In and out, go in and out, pull her pants down and she ran out Running around so I ran down Got some juice in the back of my hand now I think Cupid a motherfucking fan now Go for the love and I stand out Girl, I'm your man now Let them try you, it's going to be a man down If that bitch acting shit, she get jammed down Turn around, let me hit you on cam now What the fuck, and she can't feel her leg now Go smack her ass and that big and red now Asked her if she want to leave and she said no That bitch want to stay on my bed now Get wet now He get wet now Shoot his shot and I'm shooting it jam now I bet my fire won't stay on my side on fire Please don't make me put that blam out Standing over me in a red now Better get over me and reach us my dreads now I'm just be styling whenever I slide, on God [Chorus] Ain't a bag in the world that I wouldn't go spend on you (uh-huh) I'll do about anything just so I can see your face (uh-huh) Pick it up, pick it up, pick up the phone for me I swear you the reason I fell in love Was stuck in my ways till you got in my chest Got you arching your back while I'm breaking a sweat Swear I don't ever wanna walk out the door (Yeah, come on) [sex ain't better than love Guitar Solo] (Drums drop out—high-pitched, glitchy synth lead bends over aggressive, pitch-sliding distorted 808s and fast stuttering hi-hat rolls) [Chorus] Ain't a bag in the world that I wouldn't go spend on you (uh-huh) I'll do about anything just so I can see your face (uh-huh) Pick it up, pick it up, pick up the phone for me I swear you the reason I fell in love Was stuck in my ways till you got in my chest Got you arching your back while I'm breaking a sweat Swear I don't ever wanna walk out the door (Yeah, come on)
