Pull up and go up I make the boy fall in love when I show up
It's not my fault he wanna know me, he told me you were just a homieIf he comes close to me, let me tell you something, he will not go home like it is supposed to be and this is real
It's not my fault he wanna know me, he told me you were just a homieIf he comes close to me, let me tell you something, he will not go home like it is supposed to be and this is real