22jay — Talking Bodiez

Hey, what's she sending that one song?
You got a perfect one, so.
Call me, yeah, sweet little tingalong.
If you love me right, we fuck for life.
Unless we— I know you want to sign, come put it on, yeah.
It shouldn't take as long to stack that money.
Get fucked up all along, along, yeah.
Now if we talking bodies, can't say too much,
They tryna blame it on me.
So I'm just staying quiet, shooter on my ride.
Don't lose your— Keep balling all along.
I've been off the way, tryna work on my mental.
Twin in the back still working his pimps.
Bad bitch on my side, she fuck with a nigga.
I am what she want, she in love with a nigga.
Bad bitch in the crib doing drugs with a nigga.
JB in the cut with a drum on a nigga.
Switch on the back, make the gun shoot quicker.
I go for the bucket like Damian Lillard.
Unless we— Yeah, I know you want to sign, come put it on.
It shouldn't take as long to stack that money.
Get fucked up all along, along.
You got a perfect one, so put it on me.
Sweet little tingalong.
If you love me right, we fuck for life.