Lyrics

Who he is That's what kinda mood we in Ain't too much to prove if I'm the boss in every room we in I don't do no cappin in my songs Think I'm just too official I been down to Earth for way too long I'm in a new dimension Always keep my shit on drive Put my shit on pimp my ride I can tell the bitch she bad and bougie way she walk And she got water like the ocean Damn she got that ooh my god Had to run it back again fasho I told her uno mas New cologne, YSL Smokin' reefer, high as hell Step nowhere without my shit on She too easy, buy Chanel Left that nigga he ain't cut the same with me She fly as hell Niggas love them Twitter fingers, IRL be quiet as hell Nigga shhh Who that lookin like a lick I don't wanna pop no perc Gon go berserk or make me sick I been turnin up Said Jaey he 1 of 1, now I'm convinced Ain't no backup Only Plan B is the one I bought my bitch nigga Ay We know, we know, we know Ay, ay We know, we know, we know Ay, ay We know, we know, we know Had to tell em we know Ay Who he is That's what kinda mood we in Ain't too much to prove if I'm the boss in every room we in I don't do no cappin in my songs Think I'm just too official I been down to Earth for way too long I'm in a new dimension Bitch I ain't the same I was before How you knew it's me I done seen too much think I ain't notice You ain't foolin me It's crazy how this shit come back in circles Shit ain't new to me, it's cool you see She claim she love a nigga But that hoe just love my jewelry
Writer(s): John Burden Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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