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INTERPRETAÇÃO
Jazz Cartier
Jazz Cartier
Interpretação
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Jahmarie Adams
Jahmarie Adams
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Gray Toomey
Gray Toomey
Produção
Parker Jazz
Parker Jazz
Produção
JiKay
JiKay
Produção

Letra

I asked bro if it's hot in the ends, he said, "Yes, of course"
They tryna block my blessings, that's why I be praising the Lord
These girls only seek perfection, I need someone who sees my flaws
I ain't worried 'bout getting them pregnant 'cause I never be hitting it raw
I'm not poppin' this shit for sport, it's MOB till I rest a corpse
Back when my funds was insufficient, but I won't stop till I'm up in Forbes
It's been years since I made me a wop, but my phone still ringing with calls
It's been years since I hit that, but she still going through withdrawals
Testing, testing
When it comes to a **** like me, gotta count your blessings
Last ting that got lock off, she wanna pop off inna my mentions
She want me to pay her bills and buy new heels but my name not Destin
Question, question
Why every time we spend time this shit is expensive?
I don't drive no Beamer, that's for the bitches, I'm in the Benz's
Every time that we fuck I make her cum to come to her senses
It's senseless
I done had Nessa, I done had Courtney, Gigi too
All of 'em precious, some of 'em special, freaky too
I'm in a 5 percent, there ain't no peeking through
I ain't no sneaky link 'cause I ain't a sneaky dude
I asked bro if it's hot in the ends, he said, "Yes, of course"
They tryna block my blessings, that's why I be praising the Lord
These girls only seek perfection, I need someone who sees my flaws
I ain't worried 'bout getting them pregnant 'cause I never be hitting it raw
I'm not poppin' this shit for sport, it's MOB till I rest a corpse
Back when my funds was insufficient, but I won't stop till I'm up in Forbes
It's been years since I made me a wop, but my phone still ringing with calls
It's been years since I hit that
**** ain't keepin' up with me so we left 'em
I still got a ting I hit from time that stay up in Pelham
I just say the word then all my dawgs, dem a go fetch 'em
Pullin' up in a all white whip and bend that block like Beckham
My chain lick up the streets
Twist up, hit up the beach
Cuzzi stay off the leash
Shame these ****, they checks get bigga, then chest wan' big up to me
Ya man 6'2, and yeah that's cool, but he's not bigger than me
I don't do Twitter 'cause that for **** who all wan kick up and pree
I love my girls like Ri-Ri, can't play with 'em 'cause they savage
Baby, you still need healing, yeah, you bad, but you come with baggage
How you gon' fuck with a **** like me? You settle for less than average
Twosome, threesomes, foursomes, it's nothing that I can't manage
I asked bro if it's hot in the ends, he said, "Yes, of course"
They tryna block my blessings, that's why I be praising the Lord
These girls only seek perfection, I need someone who sees my flaws
I ain't worried 'bout getting them pregnant 'cause I never be hitting it raw
I'm not poppin' this shit for sport, it's MOB till I rest a corpse
Back when my funds was insufficient, but I won't stop till I'm up in Forbes
It's been years since I made me a wop, but my phone still ringing with calls
It's been years since I hit that, but she still going through withdrawals
Written by: Jahmarie Adams
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