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Smrtdeath
Smrtdeath
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Skwark
Michael Skwark
Composer
Matt Malpass
Matt Malpass
Composer
Alex Calderon
Alex Calderon
Composer
Kareem Patterson
Kareem Patterson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matt Malpass
Matt Malpass
Producer

Lyrics

Write my shit anymore When she take it from my heart You know i can do that No disrespect They like damn u doin great But for me that's just okay Whenever i'm better they won't get a taste Imma eat everything that's on my plate on my plate They like damn u caught a break Nah i be working harder on my day off What the fuck u think i'm getting paid for I don't roll the dice know what they'll say what they'll say Damn u doin great Money move like weight How it good do it feel tho to have dior on your face I'm like i don't really think no I just do my thing tho But i am runnin out of fingers to be putting all these rings on Sing songs and they like it But i'm on somе bitch don't kill my vibe shit Cuz i'm goin crazy But do not praise me Don't got timе to feel a way They like damn u doin great But for me that's just okay Whenever i'm better they won't get a taste Imma eat everything that's on my plate on my plate They like damn u caught a break Nah i be working harder on my day off What the fuck u think i'm getting paid for I don't roll the dice know what they'll say what they'll say Can't tell nothing to a man like me bitch i might be Out here touching on some bands high key but i don't even like me I know they see me lookin way too pretty on the ig yeah they wanna bite me bite me But that ain't likely likely i'm me u the type be lookin up a type beat my beat They like damn u doin great But for me that's just okay Whenever i'm better they won't get a taste Imma eat everything that's on my plate on my plate They like damn u caught a break Nah i be working harder on my day off What the fuck u think i'm getting paid for I don't roll the dice know what they'll say what theyll say B-b-b boy you shop at Michael's My raps in a with a If you're cracking my jaw, I won't get it right, though Cracking my fists 'cause I'm done being nice, hoe She tells me she ain't get that Percy yet I-I'm off the O.G shit, a Percocet I just got with my O.Gs, they tell me, conquer it And when I come through everybody just know I got the next I want a, I want a private jet I wanna feel on that pussy and get my fingers wet But do not call me in the morning, looking for sex I cannot be on the same shit O.Gs, give me that weed, I'm a gaslight fiend For the gas gas right Mommy, where it needs, baby please get that ass right I can be your first man, show you what some cash's like They like damn u doin great But for me that's just okay Whenever i'm better they won't get a taste Imma eat everything that's on my plate on my plate They like damn u caught a break Nah i be working harder on my day off What the fuck u think i'm getting paid for I don't roll the dice know what they'll say what they'll say They like damn u doin great But for me that's just okay Whenever i'm better they won't get a taste Imma eat everything that's on my plate on my plate They like damn u caught a break Nah i be working harder on my day off What the fuck u think i'm getting paid for I don't roll the dice know what they'll say what they'll say
Writer(s): Matthew James Malpass, Michael Skwark, Alex Calderon, Kareen Patterson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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