I love him, yes, it’s for real.
He’s so bad, yes, he’s got swag.
His personality is crazy dope.
His city flow is no joke.
I gotta thang for his slang.
He’s so good and hood.
He’s a vibe that I can get high on,
And he’s just so strong.

He’s got big hands.
He’s such a man.
Can’t deny his game.
His street hustle is so ****.
Gotta love how he maximizes his stacks.
Gotta love the glistening ice that he rocks.
Look at him riding in his supreme whip like a prince,
jamming to the radio booming.

I can dig his gleaming rims,
His flawless freshness,
How he leans back with one hand on the wheel.
Ooh, he’s the type that’s a thriller.
He’s a delicious delight.
He knows he got the fiyah.
He knows he’s a big baller,
Calling all the shots.
He has won my heart.