Set it up, set it up, oh yeahOkay, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeahOkay now you wanna ride, I'll give ya the keys
Anything goes when you're dealing with me
Oh yeah, I told your ass once, girl I'm coming with heat
Bring your girls, no excuses, I got some liquor and weedIn the morning
Early night
I'ma warm you up
Get you right
I'ma show how it go, young Russell out the door
I get high, she get low
Richvale Summer, number dos
Blowing doja out the window of a Honda
If you ain't talking money, homie, then I lost ya
Don't you worry, I got everything you need
Nothing to worry about when you're dealing with me
Baby, set it up, set it up, I come around
Set it up, set it up, I come around, yeah
Set it up, set it up, I come around, yeah
Set it up, set it up, I come aroundShe got a body like she's Lopez, Jenny low-key
People talking like they know shit, but they don't know me
Smoking papers on the front porch, sipping OE
Free the homies that be locked up, fuck the police
I make my girl kiss another girl while I'm puffing my L
Do what I want cause I'm happy, don't give a fuck what you feel
I mix my drink and get tipsy, I don't fuck with no pills
She hang with a pretty, young player because she fuck with the thrill
Blowing doja out the window of a Honda
If you ain't talking money, homie, then I lost ya
Don't you worry, I got everything you need
Nothing to worry about when you're dealing with me
Baby, set it up, set it up, I come around
Set it up, set it up, I come around, yeah
Set it up, set it up, I come around, yeah
Set it up, set it up, I come aroundIn the morning
Early night
I'ma warm you up
Get you right
I'ma show how it go, young Russell out the door
I get high, she get low
Richvale Summer, number dos
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