Book Red

All I need is her love, baby, turn my wheel, I'm turnin' it on

You know how I get too lit when I'm turnin' it on

And I know you won't tell nobody, no

And I know you won't tell nobody, no

I might call you flexin' on a **** like a rose

I might tell a girl you used to borrow nationals

And then on the table, razza-razza, fuck the walls

You know who to call up every time I, when I turn it on

You know how I get too lit when I turn it on

Can't handle my behavior when I turn it on

Too fast or I ask for less, don't ask, I'ma do it all

Fuck with a ****, I'll blow, it's who you wanna blow