High Hopes

Five made me, 905 made me Yup, five made me 905 made me The five made me, 905 made me She call me daddy She call me daddy, daddy Call me daddy, I'm her daddy, I'm her daddy Yup, spank that She just want that shit like that nigga from Bankhead Call me over, I'm tryna smash that Won't call the feds on the pussy, I'm 'bout to tap that Hey, I just wanna sex, smoke and vibes, baby I want you by my side, baby And I want your jeans down to your ankles You're always mine and your man knows, oh Do he know you're bougie baby, you need you the best? Do he know you're freaky baby, do he keep it wet? Is you in to Louis, in to Gucci, in Giuseppe Does he eat your pussy, does he tell you you're the best? I like the way you work it, no diggity, but don't you back it up (back it up) Taking trips down down memory lane I hope if we link up, things are the same Time has passed, I hope that nothing has changed, oh Girl I hope you know the reason I came Girl, just know I'm just checkin' on ya Everything's still good with me I got high hopes when I'm checkin' on you I hope everything's just fine with you Cause I got high hopes when I'm checkin' on you I'm just checkin' on you When no one else gon' check up on ya I'mma check up on ya, I'mma check up on you When no one else gonna pull up on ya Baby, I'mma pull up on ya I'm just checkin' on you Wracking up flights, wrackin' up kilometers I'm just checkin' on you Just checkin' on ya, I'm just checkin' on ya Just checkin' on ya Back with my ting on the Southside on the H We do these things cause it'll all be okay Especially when you are a king of the city you were raised All day, all day, all day, all day It's like I lost my mind and came to Houston I'm with my friends, you know this place is booming I hate feeling like the boy I'm running through galleria with a bitch that lick galore Born and raised, I need bitches And my bitch need a big dick Plenty reasons why she stay Post that for rental estate I say shit I shouldn't say, damn nigga Threesomes with a nigga wife, yeah These things shouldn't feel right, yeah Mixed bitch, but she fuck with white Tough dick but the dick her right Two seater in the driveway Nigga 95 on the highway, niggga Step back with the Wraith, ay nigga She ain't gay but her bitch gay nigga I hate feeling like the boy, I hit Miami Dade nigga No Ice Cube, better hope that's its a good day Time has passed, I hope that nothing has changed, oh Girl I hope you know the reason I came Girl, just know I'm just checkin' on ya Everything's still good with me I got high hopes when I'm checkin' on you I hope everything's just fine with you Cause I got high hopes when I'm checkin' on you I'm just checkin' on you When no one else gon' check up on ya I'mma check up on ya, I'mma check up on you When no one else gonna pull up on ya Baby, I'mma pull up on ya I'm just checkin' on you Wracking up flights, wrackin' up kilometers I'm just checkin' on you Just checkin' on ya, I'm just checkin' on ya Just checkin' on ya