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Fuck, wow, holy shit Said it was my year, maybe it still is Picking up my phone like, "Who is this?" Please stop callin', gotta let me live Fuck, wow, holy shit Said it was my year, maybe it still is Picking up my phone like, "Who is this?" Please stop callin', gotta let me live I been sittin' by the fire while she rollin' up a blunt I can see that ass shake when I hit it from the front Yeah, I wasn't gonna eat it, but I haven't had lunch If Corona doesn't kill me, I might really wife her up (ay) She rollin' skinny ones like she in the '50s We not sober every time that she with me Hot in high school and she still bad We were fuckin' after class, guess we got history Now we drinking rosè while I'm givin' roses Fuck, wow, holy shit, watch her hit them poses Legs up spread 'em got me feeling like I'm Moses (Oh shit) my eyes are always open I don't sleep, insomnia Need people at the party, I'ma call Gina She bringing number one draft picks all divas Now I got the formula this a Grand Pria Fuck, wow, holy shit Said it was my year, maybe it still is Picking up my phone like, "Who is this?" Please stop callin', gotta let me live Fuck, wow, holy shit Said it was my year, maybe it still is Picking up my phone like, "Who is this?" Please stop callin', gotta let me live Frick shit, wow, holy bitch Now I'm just sayin' shit only playin' hits Yeah, I know you think you got ahead, but you missed You're too short, she only gave you eight digits (uh) Girls too hot, got no choice Front side, back side, front side, backboard Only three letters to describe this Chauncey Billups in '04 I been sippin' on some shit, I swear to God I never had Wanna split the bill and now she actin' like a brat Ask a hundred questions tryna get my zodiac I'm an Aries, think that means you gotta throw it back Friday, 13th, I came out in a mask Your ass is a gift, make sure it's not wrapped Divin' into Tito's, only add a little splash Fuck, wow, holy shit, TikTok rap Fuck, wow, holy shit Said it was my year, maybe it still is Picking up my phone like, "Who is this?" Please stop callin', gotta let me live Fuck, wow, holy shit Said it was my year, maybe it still is Picking up my phone like, "Who is this?" Please stop callin', gotta let me live Girls too hot, got no choice Front side, back side, front side, backboard Only three letters to describe this Fuck, wow, holy shit Girls too hot, got no choice Front side, back side, front side, backboard Only three letters to describe this Fuck, wow, holy shit
Writer(s): Jakob Rabitsch, Alexander King, Nicholas Veinoglou, Michael Mccall Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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