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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
KAS
KAS
Performer
BARii
BARii
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
KAS
KAS
Songwriter
BARii
BARii
Songwriter
Kristopher Thomas
Kristopher Thomas
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
BARii
BARii
Producer

Lyrics

They tell me it's cheaper to keep her I got the Blues for Nina Texting her back when she call me Can't pick it up, too busy Saving this bread like Geico Bad, bad bitch, no Lipo 23 M's, hop out the whip, just like Michael I feel like MJ when I'm faded I be surprised when I miss it, not make it She say she love me, she call me her favorite Her man come around, and she say we related I'm from the Mud, yeah, I came from the pavement Ain't worried 'bout niggas, I just need my payment Stray pitbull I ain't nothing to play with Add it up, add it up, add it up, I'm calculated She gave me six rings then I picked up All up in her chest like a hiccup I'm the postman, I deliver Two, three, to the four, five, how I switch up No, bullshit, I beat it down then we split up I stick my tongue out when I make a move I be a mood I don't get chosen, I choose I suggest you niggas move I'm a real hot boy, got you losing your cool They tell me it's cheaper to keep her I got the Blues for Nina Texting her back when she call me Can't pick it up, too busy Saving this bread like Geico Bad, bad bitch, no Lipo 23 M's, hop out the whip, just like Michael I'm just like Michael I'm just like Michael Just like Michael Just like Michael Just like Michael I'm just like Michael 23 M's, hoop in the ear, just like Michael Yeah, I be the goat I know that they hate when I boast I keep my foot on they throat It's not even close I be the wave you just float You should go get you a boat I took a oath To be the illest nigga reppin' it Really the shit y'all just step in it Top of my class I just need me a letterman Who is ya favorite 'cause that's who I'm better than Really be a wizard Pockets all blue like a smizzurf You gon' get ya feelings really hizzurt Heart really blizzard Snatched ya baby moms with a smizzurk She was unemployed 'til I hit her with the wizzork Ay, and she on my body ay Calling me Papi, making it sloppy ay She say I'm spicy, ay I break her down like it's karate, ay They tell me it's cheaper to keep her I got the Blues for Nina Texting her back when she call me Can't pick it up, too busy Saving this bread like Geico Bad, bad bitch, no Lipo 23 M's, hop out the whip, just like Michael I'm just like Michael I'm just like Michael Just like Michael Just like Michael Just like Michael I'm just like Michael 23 M's hoop in the ear, just like Michael
Writer(s): Zuberi Mackson, Kris Thomas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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