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Uhm, yeah Turn me up a little bit Yeah, that's good, that's good I can't take you serious when you lookin' that funny Ima talk my shit but I'm really sweeter than honey Take my money triple it my pockets on chubby I like a backwoods after sex I'm just puttin' it bluntly Baby dig in deep when that beat go I'm about to round third and I see home You went ten for ten at the free throw But my shot is better than his and I know he know Ya drip got me in heat we in back of the Bach He got the off white seats with the Off White sneaks I don't need the the Gucci or a bag that'll match I just need Uber eats, Netflix and cash Okay, I don't need designer But I like when things are finer Baby you can wine and dine her Okay? I couldn't taste diviner You can trust me I'm no liar Ooo he slip in then slide in Okay You can dip in and dive in all day Baby go ahead and have it your way I'm crazy in love Beyonce say my name, say my name, say my name Oops I'm feelin' faded You should have known better than to just let me get wasted Posted a pic to my twitter sneak it while we havin' dinner Just so my ex can DM me sayin' I'm moving on quicker, huh? I'll let the liquor talk Truth in the alcohol I thought I was into you I'm not over him after all Mix in the Adderall Got me thinkin' grammatical Now I'm writin' about you when I should think mathematical I'm countin all my money like caching Ima need a ring on every finger that's the thing You can get to bouncin' like a bunny You fuckin' around on me You can fuck your ugly bitch while I sing Ya drip got me in heat we in back of the Bach He got the off white seats with the Off White sneaks I don't need the the Gucci or a bag that'll match I just need Uber eats, Netflix and cash
Writer(s): Brendan Michael Gaughan, Katelyn Marie Bonner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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