[Verse 1 - A$AP Ferg] Okay, I see you in your Bapes Lookin' real good And you from around the way But I've never seen you in the hood Balenciaga mama, and your heart don't cost a dollar Give a fuck about a findy Prada if a nigga tryin' a holler Girl, you got some ill nana And want a real papa Mrs. and Margiela fella be eatin' grilled lobster Sittin' in the car, mellow Smokin' on lala Beat that pussy up like a fuckin' piñata Walk into my casa, kick it like soccer Sips from the vodka, lit from the ganja (Can I strip) Girl, do the honor Naked and famous, body so designer Lovin' your poonana, can see that you're a rider Don't believe that I'm addicted, you can see I'm getting higher Used to getting hotter, I'm proceeding to your sauna Put a couple seeds, I could be your baby father
[Hook] So high It's like making love to a kilo So high It's like making love to a kilo You want me Yeah I know what you want Breathe me in Like the wind Close your eyes Until you feel it So I know you feel it And I'm going anywhere she go
[Verse 2 - Kilo Kish] Such a shame I never see you downtown Places I hang You never want to come around It's not a bad thing Not really missing much Walking with my ipod and cell phone In a rush It would be cool to go uptown Westside highway's my new playground I can be the fresh face of your campaign Draw the shades I can't explain What I want to say But if you're into goofy black chicks I'm all of that And if you want that art history practice I'll tutor that Like making love to me? Don't think I understand My name is KK But you can call me wife instead, like
[Bridge] Ayo, can you get me something from the kitchen? No, but you can get it yourself Baby you've been everything I'm missing I know, I thought you needed my help I think about you every day So, where did you get your do rag?