Lyrics

You think you know me Wrote you a hundred times before, Michael She just took my soul up out my body I be like "There she blows," told everybody I can't feel my face off these narcotics I took her to space on autopilot II been rollin' all night, all night so you know, I'm geek'd up (geek'd up) She keep lookin' at me, okay, let me see them D cups (yeah) She wanna roll with a real one, nigga why you actin' too tough? (Too tough) Betta get out your killer, boy, nigga be pullin' over hot slugs (doo-doo-doo-doo) Ride that thing like a rodeo Off that Casamigos, got her taco drippin' on the floor If them is your people, tell them chill before we off them, hoe Off that Britney Spears, got me dancing like I lost control I done just popped me a double, I might be in trouble I'm looking like Space Jam, damn All of these colors, I'm seein double, I need some Ray-Bans (damn) I'd a been drinkin' all day, okay, okay, now I can't even stand up (stand up) Got that shit all in my face, okay, okay, but I can't get jammed up (Jammed up) We all gettin' money, rain, sleet, snow, or when it's sunny, uh, uh We all gettin' money, rain, sleet, snow, or when it's sunny, uh, uh (yeah) She just took my soul, up out my body (stunt) I be like "There she blows," told everybody (stunt) I can't feel my face off these narcotics (stunt) I took her to space on autopilot (yuh) I been rollin' all night, all night so you know, I'm geek'd up (geek'd up) She keep lookin' at me, okay, let me see them D cups (yeah) She wanna roll with a real one, nigga why you actin' too t- Alright man, okay Dangerous, swang with us, sang with us (yeah) Them niggas can't hang with us (yeah) My bitch gettin' lit, she twerkin' off angel dust Entangled up (yeah), rap enabled us to put your girl in the camel clutch (yeah) So don't play with us, don't aim at us You ain't the same as us I'm off them BZDs (word) They puttin' out APBs Yo' girl in that backseat gettin' hard guap, like CBGs I'm underground like a young Bun B Pyrex living, like my nigga Digga D I'm the Black Marjorie Taylor Greene Deep throat a nigga now she sound like Reese Dicked her down, now she's gettin' all clingy, it's crazy Your parents lied, you ain't special, you weak You had your guys and you still got the beats I'd Budd Dwyer before they do that to me I'm just a different nig- (Chopper) Kendrick size and its spittin' like heat, it's overtime and I'm still takin' threes (ah) I see the lies and I hope y'all believe it Confront me and I'll get to soaking yo' shit Right after takin' a shit, wait
Writer(s): Daniel Sewell, Barrington Hendricks Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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