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It's the glow Why am I surprised she wanted to know? Keep on diggin' for your shit, you ain't gettin' no gold I can count how many times I wanted to know (Ransom got that sauce, innit?) She wonder what I do on my day-to-day Ain't a hero for these hoes, I won't save the day I'll just pick and choose like I'm Flavor Flav Is your eyes on me or my- Uh, I told 'em already Steady icin' on me, all I need is the cherry Chevy ready baby, fillin' it, lay with it Coochie wetty-wetty ready to play with it I'm so sorry, I'm so solid, I'm heavyweight I'm very late, it's all courtesy of the Mary Jane Remember viewin' the Mediterranean Had a baddie on my arm and she said she Canadian (ow) Brown skin and she lookin' Arabian (wow) Body out of this world, it's a alien (how?) Fuck it up then I tell her to go, toast Gotta save me this brick, yes, I need me a loaf Had to glow the family up, so they're litter than me My bank stack gettin' taller, it's bigger than me I shout facts, doggy that ain't a figure of speech I celebrate, I'm gettin' wavy, I'm feelin' Marine She witnessed the glow Why am I surprised she wanted to know? Keep on diggin' for your shit, you ain't gettin' no gold I can count how many times I wanted to know Is your eyes on me or my bread? (My bread) She wonder what I do on my day-to-day Ain't a hero for these hoes, I won't save the day (won't save) I'll just pick and choose like I'm Flavor Flav Are your eyes on me or my bread? She never been on a yacht, she wan' do it on a boat But would she do it on the bus? Would she ride if I was broke? Lil' baddie lost for words, just wanna choke on the goat Magic touch on my meat, it might turn into a bone She just wanna snap anytime she in my settings True, I take her places, by herself she wouldn't get in This life chose me, can't say I chose it Still part that ocean with the stick like Moses Bust a lot of people out, couldn't say it was worth it, ah Bust a lot of people out, couldn't say deserve it Pocket watchin' friends get cut when they surface I ain't sayin' I'm perfect, but I know this verse is I hit my friends spots, I ain't really a clubber When you're lit like Chip, gotta walk with the rubber Thinkin' 'bout my future, rappin' on this feature Only time I don't wear my gloves if she a keeper I'm not tryna do a Future, I don't want seven baby mums Just give me one that makes the curry goat and rice nice I'm lookin' back on my journey, it's been a right ride I don't even like rides Super nice with syllables, I still ain't reach my pinnacle but I don't really like heights Rap scene, my theme park, only gyal ride on me darg You hear a caption in my lyrics, you can keep it It's London boy, but I'm here with Filly on my Meek shit She witnessed the glow Why am I surprised she wanted to know? Keep on diggin' for your shit, you ain't gettin' no gold I can count how many times I wanted to know Is your eyes on me or my bread? (My bread) She wonder what I do on my day-to-day Ain't a hero for these hoes, I won't save the day (won't save) I'll just pick and choose like I'm Flavor Flav Are your eyes on me or my bread? Why am I surprised she wanted to know? Keep on diggin' for your shit, you ain't gettin' no gold I can count how many times I wanted to know Is your eyes on me or my bread?
Writer(s): Chip, Ransom Beatz, Yung Filly Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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