[Verse 1] She be jumping up and down Trynna fit that a** in Took her half an hour Just to get that belt to fasten All she wanna talk about is partying and fashion Don't know where she going But I do not plan on asking at all Cause her spirit is free And she, lets nobody else in except for me If her basement is locked, then I swear she would agree I'm the only one she loves There's no copies of the key Homie, that's a guarantee [Verse 2] Don't forget that Fendi purse that you put all your cash in Kinda hard to concentrate when cameras are flashin' Other dudes would suffocate her, I don't want her gaspin' Don't know where she's going And I do not plan on asking at all I've never been the type, felt alike My connection with n***as that wanna fight Over women, that's not right There's too many in the world Homie, you can have your pick But I swear that ones my girl I swear that one's my girl!