Savage Ga$p, 8Percent, Astrus* - ​this one 4 the girls (timbaland version) lyrics

(What's that? You're not gonna
Stream Savage Ga$p? Wow
Don't you know he has a neck tattoo?, Shit)

Okay, promiscuous girl
You know I really want you
Slide through, in the night time
What you gon' do?
Baby, you my lifeline, you my lil' boo
And all I really need is
For you to come through
Right now, got my foot on the pedal
Triple digit's on the dash, fly as the devil
I am not average, I do not settle
If you want smoke, it get hot like a kettle

Quick, ho, hop off these nuts
Blitz in his spot, got his ass in a rush
I'm too pretty, don't touch
Mad 'cause I'm up, but you still in a dump
So what? I got sold out shows


New day, new city, new fresh-ass clothes
Everything I touch turn into gold
Quit trying to act friendly, you
Is not my bro, okay

Uh, look, uh, this one for the girls
Nails done, hеr hair done
Fresh with the curls
Told mе that she dropped out of school
But I know when it come to the head
She the best in the world
Like, baby, can you put it on me right quick?
Not a dancer
But she do the dance on the dick
Say you got free time, turn it into me time
I'ma get a flight, then I land in the shit
Like, damn, how you look so bad?
Opps gon' hate, but they goin' out sad
I made about a million dollars just this year
Got a plaque on my wall and
Some racks in my pants
Like good coke, white wine
Pull up in the night time
Bring your best friend 'cause I love her too
Knew you had to leave in the morn
So I text you, "I'm drunk and I miss you too"

Ayy, big bands fallin' out my pocket
Three, four hundred fit's all up in my closet
Yeah, you say shit
But you ain't really talkin'
You can leave me, baby girl, I got options
Like, hold up, wait
I can take away with the like
Two white girls in my room snortin' lines
Got my shades on, I don't wanna see lights
Sold out show, baby, this is my life
Man, how you twenty with a crib like that?
Man, how you twenty with a bitch like that?
Man, how you twenty makin' hit's like that?
And if you really wanna check
You can check the stats, bitch

Okay, promiscuous girl
You know I really want you
Slide through, in the night time
What you gon' do?
Baby, you my lifeline, you my lil' boo
And all I really need is
For you to come through
Right now, got my foot on the pedal
Triple digit's on the dash, fly as the devil
I am not average, I do not settle
If you want smoke, it get hot like a kettle

Like, hello, how you doin'?
I saw you all alone and you look so fine
And my name's Ga$p, girl, what's your name?
That's cute, but I'ma just call you mine
Uh, look, why you chillin' all alone?
Everybody know you the baddest in the room
And I'ma be in town for the night
But I promise that even when I'm gone
You can kiss me through the phone
Look, and I would give it all to you
Moon and the stars and the world for you
Uber to your crib in Houston, Texas
And fuck you slow, that's chopped and screwed
Look, with the bros in the club
I'ma have to tell 'em that
I'll see 'em all tomorrow
We can fall in love if
It's just for the night
I'ma kiss you goodbye when I
Leave in the morn

Okay, promiscuous girl
You know I really want you
Slide through, in the night time
What you gon' do?
Baby, you my lifeline, you my lil' boo
And all I really need is
For you to come through
Right now, got my foot on the pedal
Triple digit's on the dash, fly as the devil
I am not average, I do not settle
If you want smoke, it get hot like a kettle

(Ayy)