Lyrics

Sometimes I sit back, like how do I manage All this shit up on my plate God damn I'ma savage I told baby hold it down cause I know that damaged But If we make it to the league girl you know ima average Triple doubles, they in trouble, I'm filling the stat sheet Forgot to brag about the game I was getting off last week I had to shut the homie down cause he thought he could pass me But y'all ain't got no work ethic, you niggaz is nasty Yo bitches is ashy, and my bitches is wet And that shit sound like the net And she gon gimmie some neck All while I run up a check In my air max Shout out my nigga Aaron We ain't waiting on fairfax Nobody got the time To be tripping off bullshit I only stay surrounded by the people I'm cool with So please don't come around if you ain't part of the vision Niggaz ball for three quarters till they end up missing For real
Writer(s): Jaylen Carpenter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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