Lyrics

What's in that bag, boy? Young BL$$D, boy you saucin' BL$$D Tell me where you're goin' (tell me where you're goin') All them nights alone (all them nights alone) Tell me why we're all where we are, yeah (where we are) Okay, I'm never comin' home (never comin' home) Better off alone (I'm better off alone) Now you finally know where we are, yeah Bought you Fendi this (Fendi) Bought you Louis that (Louis) Gucci's on your feet (Gucci, what?) Match the Gucci hat (hat) Diamonds on your fist (hey) Rollie on your wrist (ice) We do not exist (nope) Brand new phone, who this? (who that?) Heard me on the track (hey) Now you want me back (hey) This ain't Jackson 5 though (woah) I don't want you back (yeah) Yeah, we the reverse bros (hey) Rollie with a dab (dab) You wasn't nobody Now you on the map (hey) Girl, you let the sauce go to your head (to your head) And the text you sent was left on read (left on read) Girl, you let the sauce go to your head (to your head) When you hit the streets rollin', tell me where you're goin' (tell me where you're goin') Tell me where you're goin' (tell me where you're goin') All them nights alone (all them nights alone) Tell me why we're all where we are, yeah (where we are) Okay, I'm never comin' home (never comin' home) Better off alone (I'm better off alone) Now you finally know where we are, yeah All them nights alone (skrrt) Baby, come with me (me) Put your favorite show on I know you like TV (bow, bow, bow) Spent 20 on the chain (ching) Just for my own name (name) Pick out what you want (want) I'm not gon' complain (what? what?) You and me was dope, man (dope) You had me so open (skrrt, skrrt) Stabbed me in the back Now my feelings on the floor, man Bought you Louis this Bought you 'Sace that Gucci on your feet (feet) Guess who bought you that? Girl, you let the sauce get to your head (to your head) And the text you sent was left on read (left on read) Girl, you let the sauce get to your head (to your head) When you hit the streets roamin', tell me where you're goin' (tell me where you're goin') Tell me where you're goin' (tell me where you're goin') All them nights alone (all them nights alone) Tell me why we're all where we are, yeah (where we are) Okay, I'm never comin' home (never comin' home) Better off alone (I'm better off alone) Now you finally know where we are, yeah Girl, you let the sauce go to your head (to your head) And the text you sent was left on read (left on read) Girl, you let the sauce get to your head (to your head) When you hit the streets roamin', tell me where you're goin' (tell me where you're goin') T-t-tell me where you're goin' (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Tell me where you're goin' (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Writer(s): Phalon Alexander, Tariq Sharrieff, Mateo Bowles, Ayleo Bowles, Jeremy David Miller Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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