"Klink" lyrics

Y'all good? Y'all still with us?
This ain't a cover, I just really like this beat
This dope as-
Takin' a break, losin' weight up this motherfucker, goddamn

All she wanna do is drink, drink, drink
I got five chains on, my shit go clink, clink, clink

This shit is so, it's so good

Yeah
Man, I got a drink up on her, she a straight fool with it
I don't know what to do with it
I try my best to get it off mine and on her chest
I'm 'bout to show her how to fool with it, uh-huh
Aw skeet, skeet, she love the sound of the clink, clink
I told her I can shut the whole city down
Gotta run into the store for the teepee, uh-huh
Now she need me on a weekly basis
You ain't gotta CC me, I just wanna see them freaky faces, uh
Hookah, hookah, got her tootin' that booty on up
Yo, I grab that rooter-tooter, bring that booty to me
We done sext enough, we gotta fuck
She goin' loosey-goosey, I go willy nilly
She gon' put that deucey in the cup (Oh my God)
I don't wanna screw, screw it up, uh
She just need some more of me at home
But I'ma still need that eleven-fifty
'Cause a Bentley don't ride on pussy thoughts alone
Unless you wanna get in your shit, come get me
It sound like a better plan to me
'Cause that nigga spendin' all his money on ya
It sound like a better man than me

'Cause all I wanna do is drink, drink, drink
I got five chains on, my shit go clink, clink, clink
All I wanna do is
I got five chains on, my shit go

Mm-mmm
Mm-mmm
That wasn't part of the show, we just-