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You should You should prolly get off You should prolly get off my dick Control C, tryna copy my shit We both know, I'm just saying what it is Never been like me to talk like this But you should prolly get off my I got left in the lobby Same labels turn around and call me First time out in LA, I had everything paid What a blow to the body Those days, didn't have a big name yet Still said, "No, thanks," to the rain check Tough skin when you're shot down I was green back then but, I'm not now And I knew and I knew and I knew That they wanna be me, and not you I just do what I do, what I do, ayy You should prolly get off my dick Control C, tryna copy my shit We both know, I'm just saying what it is Never been like me to talk like this But you should prolly get off my Mhm-mhm, now they all tryna do what I did Bite my style, but the shoe don't fit Never been like me to talk like this But you should prolly get off my Who's that? Who's she? Wait, hold up, oh, that's me I'm that bitch that I wanna be I'm that bitch from the nosebleeds Lot of girls like me on Long Island Loud mouth, but I grew up quiet Lot of girls like me from the North Shore I should probably get back to New York more And I knew and I knew and I knew That they wanna be me and not you I just do what I do, what I do, ayy You should prolly get off my dick Control C, tryna copy my shit We both know, I'm just saying what it is Never been like me to talk like this But you should prolly get off my Mhm-mhm, now they all tryna do what I did Bite my style, but the shoe don't fit Never been like me to talk like this But you should prolly get off my House party where they pass the aux Faces change when my song come on Everyone's a critic when you're poppin' off Advice that you give couldn't be more wrong, ayy Yeah, I knew and I knew and I knew That they wanna be me and not you I just do what I do, what I do, what I do You should prolly get off my dick Control C, tryna copy my shit We both know, I'm just saying what it is Never been like me to talk like this But you should prolly get off my Mhm-mhm, now they all tryna do what I did (do what I did, do what I did) Bite my style, but the shoe don't fit Never been like me to talk like this But you should prolly get off my (prolly get off my dick) Lot of girls like me on Long Island Loud mouth, but I grew up quiet Lot of girls like me from the North Shore I should probably get back to New York more (Lot of girls like me on Long Island) (Loud mouth, but I grew up quiet) (Lot of girls like me from the North Shore) (I should probably get back to New York more)
Writer(s): Jeremy Dussolliet, Jackson Foote, Julia Wolf Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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