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Uh Ayy (Flo Milli shit) I'm a looker, uh, I break necks (yeah) I pay attention to him, he pays checks He a boy toy (ew), I gave my Xbox He made me waterfall (it's wet), I left a wet spot This boy's thirsty, dehydrated (yeah) He's a headache, migraine (yeah) 'Cause he ain't get the memo, when I told him, swerve Damn, you gettin' on my nerves (Yeah) you gettin' on my nerves (Yeah) you gettin' on my nerves 'Cause he ain't get the memo, when I told him, swerve Damn, you gettin' on my nerves I don't want no lil' boy (uh-huh), I want a grown man You niggas drive me crazy, that's why I'm throwin' pans You niggas throwin' fits, I'm throwin' hands I rather hold my bag (hey), before I hold his hand Oh, you hurt, hurt That's why you pressin' me (hey) Niggas say they street, but they sesame (he ain't right) Just told Alexa, play Mariah, you obsessed with me (uh) Like, why you so obsessed with me? You can't be friendly with these niggas Yeah, I'm nice, but I ain't flirtin' (hell, nah) Got you thirsty on my pictures, we ain't even met in person Sent the DM and I seen it, had to close it like a curtain I only talk in bags, so it better be a Birkin (cha-ching) I'm a looker, uh, I break necks (yeah) I pay attention to him, he pays checks He a boy toy (ew), I gave my Xbox He made me waterfall (it's wet), I left a wet spot This boy's thirsty, dehydrated (yeah) He's a headache, migraine (yeah) 'Cause he ain't get the memo, when I told him, swerve Damn, you gettin' on my nerves (Yeah) you gettin' on my nerves (Yeah) you gettin' on my nerves 'Cause he ain't get the memo, when I told him, swerve Damn, you gettin' on my nerves He gon' finish for me (come on), I ain't catch him back I told him, text me first (hit me up), but I ain't text him back These niggers sweatin' me (sweatin' me), like he runnin' laps (yeah) I made him walk away, now he runnin' back (ha-ha) He got a puny, ain't no fun in that Boy, this mouth expensive (it is), I ain't gummin' that I make it rain, I got it flooded (ooh), it's that thunder cat (eat up) He think he slangin' wood (okay), okay, lumber jack I got standards (yup), yeah, I got a type (right there) I don't like to rush it (no), no, I rather snipe These hoes be thirsty for you, I don't see the hype (nah) He said the same wit' you, at least we think alike (yeah) I'm a looker, uh, I break necks (yeah) I pay attention to him, he pays checks He a boy toy (ew), I gave my Xbox He made me waterfall (it's wet), I left a wet spot This boy's thirsty, dehydrated (yeah) He's a headache, migraine (yeah) 'Cause he ain't get the memo, when I told him, swerve Damn, you gettin' on my nerves (Yeah) you gettin' on my nerves (Yeah) you gettin' on my nerves 'Cause he ain't get the memo, when I told him, swerve Damn, you gettin' on my nerves Yeah, yeah, yeah You gettin' on my nerves
Writer(s): Jeffrey Gitelman, Derrick Gray, Caston Grigsby, Tamia Carter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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