Lyrics

They say this, they say that That boy loco, that's a fact They say that I was the future Before racks on racks on racks, yeah It's super thug, dressed in Black on black on black Your click a circle jerk Wacks on wacks on wacks, yeah Why lie? Never been quite high like this No lie, ain't gon' find no vibe like this On the sideline hatin', I just mind my biz That boy loco, man, he lost it I can't find my shit Homie, you don't know me Why you tryna ride my dick? Lil' mama said, "she never felt no vibe like this" Ay, let me slide, let me slide Ain't no slime like this, the sauce packet broke Baby, please don't mind my drip Diamonds in the Rollie Look at how they line my wrist Ain't no tikin', ain't no tokin' Ain't no time like this All they buzzin' all around Like some flies, like shit I got sick of all the bullshit And the limelight quick Why lie? Never been quite high like this No lie, ain't gon' find no vibe like this On the sideline hatin', I just mind my biz That boy loco, man, he lost it I can't find my shit Why lie? Never been quite high like this No lie, ain't gon' find no vibe like this On the sideline hatin', I just mind my biz That boy loco, man, he lost it I can't find my shit They say this, they say that (ooh) That boy loco, that's a fact (ooh) They say that I was the future (ooh) Before racks on racks on racks, yeah (ooh) It's super thug, dressed in (ooh) Black on black on black (ooh) Your click a circle jerk Wacks on wacks on wacks (ooh) I got a confession (confession) I never been high like this (yeah) How do you expect niggas to drive like this? I got feathers on my dresser, I get fly like this (yeah) Hundred fifty on the dash (ooh), sittin' still, haulin' ass (ooh) I need the remedy, this shit is sendin' me Times infinity (shit), Goddamn Don't need that Hennessy? I'm out of energy, this shit is hittin' me (shit), oh, man Y'all ain't feelin' me, the authenticity Keep it two-fifty piece, y'all been pissin' me off I tried to tell 'em, they try me, I wet 'em But you niggas just did not listen at all Now did you? (did you?) I don't wanna die like this You said I'd be okay, why'd you lie like this? Baby, you said you could open up my mind like this I knew I should've never trusted you Baby, I don't miss, that's how I do it Why lie? Never been quite high like this (yeah, that's how I do it) No lie, ain't gon' find no vibe like this (you gotta go through it) On the sideline hatin', I just mind my biz (uh, uh) That boy loco, man, he lost it I can't find my shit (boop-boop, that's how I do it) Why lie? Never been quite high like this (ooh) No lie, ain't gon' find no vibe like this (ooh) On the sideline hatin', I just mind my biz (ooh) That boy loco, man, he lost it (ooh) I can't find my shit (ooh) They say this, they say that (ooh) That boy loco, that's a fact (ooh) They say that I was the future (ooh) Before racks on racks on racks, yeah (ooh) It's super thug, dressed in (ooh) Black on black on black (Ooh) Your click a circle jerk Wacks on wacks on wacks, yeah (ooh)
Writer(s): Calvin Broadus, Latoyia Williams, Raul S. Midon, Terrence Harden, Damanin Washington, Roy Ayers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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