Lyrics

(Xeretto, fuck you doin' man?) Firm no Ls, I'm takin' dubs, come like Jonathan Shalit, huh You look good natural, fuck all that makeup, baby, close that palette Slide 'round here, I'm all in her ear, "Bae, let me work my magic" Yo, the same lil' boys that's claiming they're rich They walk in the shop and don't cause no damage Adi done hit me, say I don't miss, come like all of my shots on target We're in no contact 'cause I been workin' Her and her friends keep sayin' I'm heartless Told her, "Bae, I'm an artist," I walk in and my pockets the largest And she saw that I roll with a clique full of members Shocked her, she yellin' out, "Rahted" Girl try say that I'm so conceited, full of myself What, you think I don't know that? Do my lil' dance with a grill in my mouth Grinnin' my teeth like I'm doin' up Kodak Met a few snakes and I really can't go back (no way) All day I don't sleep, take no naps Shorty, come try spinnin' the block Fuck all the memories, this ain't a throwback Income multiple ways (what) and my bro sip pink lemonade (ah yeah) The bad B callin' me, "Baby" And callin' me, "My man" Said I got multiple names (ah yeah) The Merc' keep swervin', multiple lanes (skrt) I make coin on multiple days Don't chase, but I might do more for the cake Babe, if you're on what I'm on, set pace This yardie's tellin' me, "Dance" Shit, I should've just flung my shoulder 079 me, hand it over, whole team ballers, Guardiola (ah yeah, ah yeah) Chain too cold, could've caught pneumonia Put it on when I link Adeola See me, I don't tolerate snakes Don't tolerate fakes so I cut the cobras Why the girl move booky? Textin' my phone, "Hey, Pookie" (what?) Ha-ha-ha, hear dookie Ain't heard of your ex, like, "Who's he?" (Ah yeah, ah yeah) Post my flicks on the net, no movie Two-man step on the brown in two-piece (slide on the-) Slide on the baddie like Toosie Still cut 'em off like a fade, no Boosie, bitch I-I-Income multiple ways and my bro sip pink lemonade (ah yeah) The bad B callin' me, "Baby" And callin' me, "My man" Said I got multiple names (ah yeah) The Merc' keep swervin', multiple lanes (skrt) I make coin on multiple days Don't chase, but I might do more for the cake Babe, if you're on what I'm on, set pace This yardie's tellin' me, "Dance" Shit, I should've just flung my shoulder 079 me, hand it over, whole team ballers, Guardio-, Guardio- Chain too cold, could've caught pneumo-, caught pneumo- Put it on when I link Ad-Ad-, when I link See me, I-, see me, I don't tolerate snakes Don't tolerate fakes so I cut the cobras
Writer(s): Aschab Suntschchanov, Tinotenda Leon Gandanzara, Luis Miguel Fernandes Alves Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com