Lyrics

Yeah hello hi Hop on a beat and I'm spazzing on it Got a new bitch she fascinated Yeah oow I wanted to spend ten thousand on the wrist And I know if I did my momma would be pissed Bitches going wild like it's schools out Used to eat alone and niggas cool now I been going hard like I can't lose All I ever wanted was the juice For real for real Dem boys rude they got no chill Yeah you know the deal We stay on For real for real Grew cold hearted Was all bench And no starter God I was so awkward Strip clubs with no dollars I went harder Pushed it Broke that fucking meter You got some follows Cool You aint no fuckin leader Coldest coldest frozen Wrist on ice Like that shit swollen Woah Fuck you mean like We on route to where we supposed to go Can't tell me nothing God made me from sleeping on the floor Payback payback Them boys rude I figured you should know For real for real Dem boys rude they got no chill Yeah you know the deal We stay on For real for real For real for real Dem boys rude they got no chill Yeah you know the deal We stay on For real for real
Writer(s): Tommy Rowland, Luca Masini Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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