Ay' Ho (feat. Quack)

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 Fuck 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