Lyrics

(Once upon a time, there was a man named Christopher Leatherwood and this is his story) Look They don't wanna say I'm genius, but check the stats How tf I get ahead when you left him back? I told you good enough wasn't good enough Now you witnessing the greatest you can never catch Told her I don't need congrats, but she make it clap Got her laying down her gown, and she left the cap She slim down and she still got it extra fat Of course I need it now, when I'm next to that Takes Full Spasm Getting Way too out of that shit like get it Way too out of that shit to give it Talking that shit It ain't you, little bitch Takes Full Spasm Getting Way too out of that shit like get it Way too out of that shit to give it Talking that shit It ain't you, little bitch I ain't luck up baby I was born to be rich and I manifest the Lamborghini when I slept in the whip I ain't Harry Potter but I'm tapped in imagine being you and bringing racks in what a climb out that ditch A Smooth Houdini My niggas out the zoo you a zucchini Sasquatch to a squash Not a one of one Tried to but lil baby on Now it's one and done Splash on a bih, you ain't Klay They mad lil bitch, they can't play They mad that they bitch on the way They mad that they bitch on my wave And I know We got them on go And I been on that pour I been on that pour up, pour up Go up, go up Way over niggas Takes Full Spasm Getting Way too out of that shit like get it Way too out of that shit to give it Talking that shit It ain't you, little bitch Takes Full Spasm Getting Way too out of that shit like get it Way too out of that shit to give it Talking that shit It ain't you, little bitch- You got it locked up But you motherfuckers are not us, no Really Really
Writer(s): Christopher Stanton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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