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OPTIONAL
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OPTIONAL foi lançado em 15 de maio de 2026 por Boardboy Music Worldwide como parte do álbum I STILL ♥ YOU BOBBY! (DELUXE EDITION)
15 de maio de 2026
SeloBoardboy Music Worldwide
IdiomaEnglish
BPM62
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Letra

Got on this ice cause it's hot as fuck
We talking a hundred degrees
Convincing yourself I was always the problem
Than why you back running to me
Can't be nobodys opinion
That shit there not my belief
Hearing how you talk when your mad
None of this shit was hard to believe
Could of caught **** slipping more than once
You can thank my son I ain't squeeze
Got something action packed
When you **** do run into me
Operation fuck yo bitch should of seen
Her face out her causally running to me
Obviously this shit is a real big deal to you
But it really ain't nothing to me
Money, weed or wisdom
Guarantee I'm coming for one of the three
Can't go out sad bout no bitch
These women ain't nothing to grieve
Still wear my heart on my sleeve
Now days I'm hard to deceive
All I asked for was demonstration's
We all know all that talking is cheap
Sucks how I use to be sweet
Know I'm fighting off desires to scheme
The struggles of a mortal man
Here to be much more than a being
Carved in gods image
Guess that I'm more than a king
Had a vision in my sleep
Must of been clips from Nightmares of Freddy's dreams
Got on this ice cause it's hot as fuck
We talking a hundred degrees
Convincing yourself I was always the problem
Than why you back running to me
Can't be nobodys opinion
That shit there not my belief
Hearing how you talk when your mad
None of this shit was hard to believe
Could of caught **** slipping more than once
You can thank my son I ain't squeeze
Got something action packed
When you **** do run into me
Operation fuck yo bitch should of seen
Her face out her causally running to me
Obviously this shit is a real big deal to you
But it really ain't nothing to me
Act gangster on the net
But really bitches off the screen
Heard the same **** sneak dissing
The same ones the been dodging me
When I catch up to you
There won't be no arguing
Slap the shit out you ****
And any **** that's harboring
I been sitting quiet
Now I'm getting out of myself
The art of independence ****
Can't put me on no shelf
I don't talk alot
But when I do it's show and tale
Weather any storm
It's alway about the sail
Got on this ice cause it's hot as fuck
We talking a hundred degrees
Convincing yourself I was always the problem
Than why you back running to me
Can't be nobodys opinion
That shit there not my belief
Hearing how you talk when your mad
None of this shit was hard to believe
Written by: Bobby Lee Thompson III
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