What it is folk?
This right here is the 16-year-old phenom Chris Breezy
Me Myself I'm the 23-year-old CEO, who?

Young Carter, harder than them other boys
I ain't even frontin' baby, I could take a summer off
I could break a woman off, I could take the stomach off
One of my [bad word]  now I'm ridin' in the goods

Line it on up, guarantee you'll get served
Lil' Chris [bad word] It, so [bad word] it to her
I'm that cash money young'n, Birdman Jr
Just a president lookin' for a Monica

[Verse 1:]
The young boy just turned 16
And I got 64's and hot bikes that I rock
Keep 3 or 4 sweeties on my clock,
But all that swinging in that bikini just make 'em dizzy.
Slow all the traffic down to [bad word] stop,
'cause you speaking that slang that I talk.
That sassy tempo with that walk,
Maybe the reason that all this teenies may never see me.
 [bad word]  2x]br>Momma you may be 3 years older but you hot (gimme that)
You be talking like you like what I got (gimme that)
I know you like it how I lean in the 'lac,
You could be in the back saying (gimme, gimme, gimme)

[Verse 2:]
Ma, take a break, let me explain to you,
What ya body got a young boy ready to do.
If you take a chance to let me put them things on you,
I could show you why I make them straight A's in school.
I'm a HUSTLA! [bad word] my frame and age.
Got you thinking that I'm just too young to turn your page.
I can PICTURE! Us switching lanes in the coupe
With you on the phone screaming my name.

(CHRIS!)
 [bad word]  2x]
Momma you may be 3 years older but you hot (gimme that)
You be talking like you like what I got (gimme that)
I know you like it how I lean in the 'lac,
You could be in the back saying (gimme, gimme, gimme)

[Breakdown:]
Wo-womp, womp, Wo-womp, womp, Wo-womp, womp, Wo-womp
Girl you serious and I been watching you.
Wo-womp, womp, Wo-womp, womp, Wo-womp, womp, Wo-womp
This's what your body's saying
Wo-womp, womp, Wo-womp, womp, Wo-womp, womp, Wo-womp (yeahhhhh)
Wo-womp, womp, Wo-womp, womp, Wo-womp, womp, Wo-womp
This what your body's sayin (owwww)

Ok, Weezy baby baby what it do? I'm tryna holla at you
I ain't upset, but I'd blind you if I smile at you
You rockin' with young Chris and the best rapper
So leave your phone, bring your friends, let the rest happen

lil' Patrone, lil' henny, I'm on Cavalli vodka
I'm in Cavalli jeans, got on Cavalli boxas
I'm fresha than a new born 
And um, I could work you out like a futon.
And um, you could leave your birthday suit on
I'ma leave my boots on, I'ma leave my jewels on
Neva know what you want, I'ma leave that tool on
Never know who home 
I learned that from a biggie song

Onto a new one, something like a red bone
Ooo I think she like me, she got me on her ringtone
And I told her get your girl and don't you stunt
Now gimme that funk that gushy stuff
Oh
 [bad word]  2x]
Momma you may be 3 years older but you hot (gimme that)
You be talking like you like what I got (gimme that)
I know you like it how I lean in the 'lac,
You could be in the back saying (gimme, gimme, gimme)

[Outro - Spoken:]
V.A.
Yeah ha,
Yeah ma don't be frontin' like you don't know what's goin' on
Aight, yeah