Ay' Ho (feat. Quack)

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Hey ho, what's your number?
I got this new phone
I'm tryna take you out, break you down just like this rello
I roll it up, hit from deep like I'm LaMelo
I hit the trey like Melo, got lettuce from the devil

Working out in my basement, I don't need a gym
All these stupid motherfuckers wanna act like they my friends
They can't take it, I'm the man
I'm so fucked up, I can't stand
If I did it once before, then I can do it again
I once got a DUI, I was drunk and I was high
I once fucked a dirty bitch, thank God for no SDI
I still keep her on the side, she alright, she ain't a dime
Anytime I call on her, I expect I'm good to slide

Ayy, we pull up in that whip, we slide up on your bitch
She be acting like a cashier, bringing dimes to the crib
I Gucci out the fit, wear that flu bitch like I'm sick
I ain't got no ice, but since a youngin' I been slick, with the cash, the ladies
Hit the gas, Mercedes, Kodak flash, like Ray J
No need to check, it's payday
I got money changing colors, looking like a green pool
She say she don't like that loud, well I don't need you

So uh, hey ho, what's your number?
I got this new phone, I'm tryna take you out, break you down just like this rello
I roll it up, hit from deep like I'm LaMelo
I hit the trey like Melo, got lettuce from the devil

On a different level, foot is always on the pedal
When I go to shoot my shot, you know I hit deep like LaMelo
And it's always calculated, never sober, always faded
Guess I can't take my own thoughts, or it's just something that I'm craving
When I see I sink my shot, I get this feeling, feel amazing
Ooh I hope she down to ride, hope she can roll, I'm always blazing
Ain't the same, I'm always changing, sense a strong and strange sensation
Feel the growth down in my pants, okay, you know just what I'm saying?
Yeah, hey ho, what's your name?
I wanna take you home, skip out on that convo, get to action, you can take control
Won't discriminate, I let things happen, yeah, I let it go
Caution on the side, I got my trippy kit, getting lifted, sipping strong
Dipping in my funds, watch my bitch take off her thong
Ooh, I cannot complain, got a smile on my face
F*ck the repercussions, stepping out my lane
Same shit, just a different day, and the sauce can't be contained
Yeah, I'm dripping, now she dripping, that's just how the game is played
Yeah, I'm giving it all that I got, yeah, I'm giving her all that I got
Ooh, I know when I hit that spot, scream at the top of her lungs, thats hot
All I've been doing, forget me not, I'm constantly talking about reaching the top
I'm only trying to manifest my future, do what I've been taught
So I say, hey ho, I got some sauce for you, some mayo
I'm trying to spread it on your face and eat that ass like egg rolls
I must admit, once I get started, not sure I can quit

So, hey ho, what's your number?
I got this new phone, I'm trying to take you out, break you down just like this rello
I roll it up, hit from deep like I'm LaMelo
I hit the trey like Melo, got lettuce from the devil

So, hey ho, what's your number?
I got this new phone, I'm trying to take you out, break you down just like this rello
I roll it up, hit from deep like I'm LaMelo,
I hit the trey like Melo, got lettuce from the devil

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