No Guidance (Remix)

(Ooh, Guala Da Gawd made this)
 This shit sound crazy
 What's that tune on there? (Yeah)
 I don't even wanna go back home
 Yeah
 Look, she got it all and a bag of chips and a heated route
 She been fucking with me, guaranteed, she in love now
 She said the ones before me, said, "Smvvth, they don't even count"
 Smoke a lot of weed so we don't really be stressing out
 Late-night undressing, let her ride the lethal weapon (yeah)
 We going back and forth like it's tug of war
 Her phone ringing, that was you, and she press 'Ignore'
 A iPad, she hit you back like she dozed off, that's how she play it off
 Play the player, got it straight to code, dawg (facts)
 I'm just a young nigga to help your bitch take her clothes off (yup)
 In that black Benz, push button, that's how I drove off (skrrt)
 She the baddest out her friends, nigga, that's that special cloth
 She make it clap without using her hands, no guidance
 But I'ma lead the way, baby, come follow your man
 I do what I want, and they do what they can (yup)
 And it's the Bat, not Bruce, but, baby, I'm the man
 You got it, girl, you got it (don't doubt it, yeah)
 You got it, girl, you got it
 It's been a hot girl summer, you been wilding (wilding)
 Put you in the Hills in a Wagon (yeah)
 Body like a '96 classic
 Baby, you know I can make it happen
 Make it clap, handstand, no practice
 Baby, you a diva, you all in the fashion
 You got it bad, yeah, just like Michael Jackson
 You been poppin' shit just to get reactions
 City girls, they don't ever need no guidance
 Me and Smvvth turnin' up at the function (function)
 Rollin' up, blowing gas when she want bitch
 But I promise you, baby, that you don't want this
 (That you don't want this)
 You got it, girl, you got it (ay, ay, ay)
 You got it, girl, you got it