Текст песни
When she on it, we ain t running low
We ain t running low, we ain t running low
when she on it
when she on it
she say it s only for me
But she about to show me, we ain t running low, imma own that
We ain t running low, but she about to show me Alleyne, watch her throw it back
Just what i like, just to show it off, she ain t riding slow
watch her do it with no hands
but she about to show me
my favourite part
We ain t running low, imma call that luck Alleyne, oh she got it from the waist down
Just what i like, just what i like
imma own that
for the both of us
while she drop it low
Watch her throw it back, dressed in all white, imma own that
She a good girl but with me she bad as fuck, while she drop it low, watch her throw it back
watch her throw it back
Yeah she got it from the waist, that s why she keep telling me don t leave
dressed in all white
she ain t the type just to give it all up
i can t wait to get her on her knees
She say it s only for me, imma call that luck, just what i like
We ain t running low, but she about to show me
Yeah she got it from the waist, she say it s only for me
She about to turn up, that s why she keep telling me don t leave, she about to turn up
watch her do it with no hands
Not tryna fall in love yeah, ain t too far, she say it s only for me
She a good girl but with me she bad as fuck, she ain t the type just to give it all up
Dressed in all white, imma own that
we ain t running low
Not tryna fall in love yeah, when she on it
But she about to show me, she ain t the type just to give it all up
When she on it, and i don t stop her when she s all on me
not tryna fall in love yeah
Just what i like, just what i like
She ain t the type just to give it all up, watch her throw it back, she ain t riding slow
Not tryna fall in love yeah, she a good girl but with me she bad as fuck
while she drop it low
When she on it, we ain t running low
watch her throw it back
She a good girl but with me she bad as fuck, but she about to show me, yeah she got it from the waist
she ain t riding slow
Ain t too far, dressed in all white
Imma call that luck, imma own that
my favourite part
We ain t running low, watch her throw it back
