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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rohan
Rohan
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rohan
Rohan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rohan
Rohan
Producer
Ryan Hartnett
Ryan Hartnett
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Why can't she wait for my signal? Yeah, I'm blowing up Yeah, I'm glowing up I cannot wait for these bitches Boy, I'm out of love, yeah, I'm outta love Me and the gang they're with me 'Bout to fuck it up, 'bout to fuck it up Look at the hunnids, they're falling Mama pick it up, mama pick it up They did me dirty for lesser, baby Now they're all up in my section, baby Now you know why I've been stressing, lately They do less but act so extra, baby You know I'm fucking my money up You know I'm fucking these hunnids up All of these pussy be hating man All that I know is that they're outta touch Yeah, they're outta touch You know I've been on it, lately Colder than a motherfucker, baby I don't need no one to love me, baby I'm just gon' count up this money, baby I cannot fakе it, I'm legendary I do the most, it's so nеcessary I do the most, it's so necessary Why can't she wait for my signal? Yeah, I'm blowing up Yeah, I'm glowing up I cannot wait for these bitches Boy, I'm out of love, yeah, I'm out of love Me and the gang they're with me 'Bout to fuck it up, 'bout to fuck it up Look at the hunnids, they're falling Mama pick it up, mama pick it up She said, "You can't treat me like garbage 'cause you feel like shit" Had to leave that bitch alone 'cause she's killing my trip Yeah, I fucked that bitch told her, "It is what it is" She got her feelings involved, I can't deal with that shit Always gotta bring me down Always wanna bring me down Why you always gotta tear me down? Pick me up and drag me to the ground? Why they wanna hate on the kid? Why they wanna hate on the kid? I just want blessings and blessings And blessings and blessings for all of my kin Why can't she wait for my signal? Yeah, I'm blowing up Yeah, I'm glowing up I cannot wait for these bitches Boy, I'm out of love, yeah, I'm out of love Me and the gang they're with me 'Bout to fuck it up, 'bout to fuck it up Look at the hunnids, they're falling Mama pick it up, mama pick it up My drip too low but my wave won't fade All my brothers down so the clique got paid Don't stand too close, we do the most We get money every motherfuckin' day My drip too low but my wave won't fade All my brothers down so the clique got paid Don't stand too close, we do the most We get money Why can't she wait for my signal? Yeah, I'm blowing up Yeah, I'm glowing up I cannot wait for these bitches Boy, I'm out of love, yeah, I'm out of love Me and the gang they're with me 'Bout to fuck it up, 'bout to fuck it up Look at the hunnids, they're falling Mama pick it up, mama pick it up
Writer(s): Rohan Prabhakar Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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