I can't make no dinner, but a nigga with the breakfast We can smoke, we can fuck, what's your preference? Wrote to Santa just to put you on my sex list You got that million dollar on at the Craig's list Aw yeah, and you know who I am All these bitches in the crib, they just go there to dance And I'm in and out the bank like I go there to scam We can go to Miami, girl, we can go just to say, oh yeah Liquor poured up, women called up, fuck it all up, oh yeah In the condo, you know how I go Give it up, so 48 floors, that's the way we going Open up the Wraith doors, oh yeah And don't make me wait for ya Pussy so good, I should have to pay for it, oh yeah 48 floors, that's the way we going Open up the Wraith doors, oh yeah And don't make me wait for ya Pussy so good, I should have to pay for it, oh yeah So good, I should have to pay for it Saved you under peach emojis in my contact So when you hit me, you remind me just to call back Tell them niggas like December coming, fall back She cashing out at 4 A.M., I'm 'bout to fall in, okay We found love in the club, what you call that? We wound up in the tub, and I bossed that We still fucking on the bitch, 'til later We still got this shit lit, 48 floors 48 floors, that's the way we going Open up the Wraith doors, oh yeah And don't make me wait for ya Pussy so good, I should have to pay for it, oh yeah 48 floors, that's the way we going Open up the Wraith doors, oh yeah And don't make me wait for ya Pussy so good, I should have to pay for it, oh yeah So good, I should have to pay for it Porsche keys, got from Paris, you're my French baby I'm just tryna win, can you let me win, baby? Mixing up Patron with the gin, baby I don't see nothing wrong, even though I know it's the same, baby I'm a 7 figure nigga, still riding the scrape Still drop a bitch off if she don't drop on the take I can never lose the flavor that I got from the Bay And I still got it, if you need it, you can cop it today, oh yeah On the 48th floor Keep that body on the sign like it's our valet show, yeah Gridin' on me like a skateboard Tryna push a nigga buttons, this is not a game board, no Uh, on the 48th floor The condo 'bout the bando, where I used to stay before Now I'm popping in Toronto, I go state to state, far away Whipping like I'm tryna make a getaway for it, oh yeah Uh, oh yeah Ooh, ooh, ooh Oh Ooh, ooh