If y'all never had a group of men shook while you buck ass nekkid...

[Jack]

then we just cut from a different cloth, pleighboi

i take a brisk walk thru my hood every night just hoping someone says something slick



or i'll be in the club, spittin game to some hoe

telling her nikka i want his threads, dem shyts on his feet and the keys to the whip with the quickness



ain't nothin sweet about it