On My Bumper - Joe Moses, Ty Dolla $ign

You see lately I’ve been feelin'

Enjoyin' my life chillin'

When you was in your feelin'

She wanna be winnin'

And you discovered too many problems

It’s too many hotties for me to sit for too many hours

It’s no loungin'

Back then they didn’t want me

Now they be stressed out

Valuable lesson learned to all the women who missed out

A little too grown to be in church with your breasts out

Move my new ho across the street from my ex house

Petty

Got my eye on it like Fetty

The same woman dissed me

The same ones who ready

The same ones curved me

The same ones be textin'

But now I’m just flexin'

Ty I’m just flexin' for real

Got all these girls (girls)

All these girls (girls)

Got all these girls

On my bumper (oo yea)

All these girls (all these girls)

All these girls (all these girls)

All these girls

On my bumper

Baby pull up on me

Baby pull up on me

Baby pull up on me

I’ve been drivin' reckless

Peep the in my new Rolly

Fuck it

Oh

Do the one

You know I on my baby

Down down down

You look better than you do on the ground

Back it up on me like whoa whoa whoa

Ride the wave like roll roll roll roll roll

Got my like down down down

You know I like it when you do with no hands

Back it up on me like whoa

Then I gotta go pedal to the flo'

But you know

Got all these girls (girls)

All these girls (girls)

Got all these girls

On my bumper (oo yea)

All these girls (all these girls)

All these girls (all these girls)

All these girls

On my bumper

You see lately I’ve been living

Enjoyin' my life chillin'

When you get out your feelin'

Maybe I consider

My ex woman was bitter

Take a shot to the liver

The same ones be laughin'

Now cry me a river

The same ones was frontin'

Now blowin' my cellie

Should never made the mistake

To wifin' up a headache

Should never made the mistake

Of sleeping with no jacket

And calling you out your name

But sure callin' you rachet

Intrigued but not flattered

Who callin', it don’t matter

Paragraphs on the 'gram

You mad, you gotta add her

I laugh

The grass ain’t greener between her

Girl we done

It was just a little fun

Now you wanna make up rumors

And hit the shade room

The same one telling you leave

She in the living room

I had to stop playing fasho' and do me

Can’t fight for no woman who ain’t afraid to lose a me

And that’s real

Got all these girls (sing it Ty) (girls)

All these girls (come on) (girls)

Got all these girls (I mean)

On my bumper (they love us) (oo yea)

All these girls (around the world) (all these girls)

All these girls (all these girls)

All these girls

On my bumper

We got another one

We got another one