Lyrics

Take my time wit' it, when I'm up in it She be screamin' out "woah-oh-oh" She wanna ride in it, she wanna get high in it When she see me she like "woah-oh-" Take my time wit' it (ay), when I'm up in it (ay) She be screamin' out "woah-oh-oh" (ohh) She wanna ride in it (ay), she wanna get high in it (ay) When she see me she like "woah-oh-oh" (ohh) I've been thumbin' through these bands, no, I can't live without 'em (live without 'em) Bought this bitch Balenci' 'case she don't wear fits without 'em (fits without 'em) When you see me, its all black, know that's my type (my type) Ain't gotta tell 'em, 'cos they know-oh-oh Piece of mind, it takes mine to take the time for myself This where I decide to cut the ties, and live my life for myself Open up my eyes, see I'm dealin' with this shit (ayy, yeah) Open my mind, you won't like what you get (you won't) Ain't been doin' right, yeah, I hate to admit But I don't care, yeah, I dont care (care) On edge, on edge, yeah, I don't care (care) My days don't end well, I don't care (care) I'm at war with myself, ain't nobody else here (ain't nobody else, yeah) Take my time wit' it (ay), when I'm up in it (ay) She be screamin' out "woah-oh-oh" She wanna ride it (ay), she wanna get high in it (ay) When she see me she like "woah-oh-oh" (ohh) I've been thumbin' through these bands, no, I can't live without 'em (live without 'em) Bought this bitch Balenci' 'case she don't wear fits without 'em (fits without 'em) When you see me, its all black, know that's my type (my type) Ain't gotta tell 'em, 'cos they know-oh-oh Piece of mind, it takes mine to take the time for myself This where I decide to cut the ties, and live my life for myself
Writer(s): Michael Olmo, Edgard Noel Herrera, Nathan Scott Lamarche, Cody H. Rounds, Joseph Dagbe, Danny Snodgrass Jr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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