Lyrics

I walk around with my foo religion jeans Tell them that everything ain't really what it seems Spoke it from the bottom now we sitting at the top but I don't really need a key paved my own way now I'm feeling okay Oh wait there's another little rapper tryna hit me for some game Told bro to pipe down and feel a little shame Yeah we did it from the bottom now we popping on a bottle Now I really hit the throttle Yeah Let me suffer you to love me cause I love me harder than you Let me suffer you to trust me till we seeing black and blue Yeah Baby all on me and she hot like a British cup of tea Imma eat her like bon appetite yeah yeah that's French Sequa that's Latin uhuh imma go trilingual on you Nagasaki drop a dime on you Panoramic for your whole rear view Panoramic for your rear view I done lost my mind like BMX imma flip this tricks on you Shapeshifter you can call me Maui I could change this skin like yoohooo Rhyming like it's automatic When da Wxlf on the mic it ain't going static I just barely touch her thighs and she ecstatic Imma bring her to my room new aesthetic Talk to me nice Yeah ok Baby please be quiet Yeah ok Baby please be quiet Body like summer heart cold like winter I been chasing on her love damn bro she a sprinter I love the way she love on me she give me all I need Rapper on the beat best believe I switch up come clean Or baby don't come at all I love the way she love on me she give me all I need I swear I'm the shit on my mommas Keep me a stick like osamas Check in account with the commas I don't need friends with the dramas Better yet I don't need nobody new better Yet loosing my mind in the Stu Been from the city I'm stuck in the goo They needed a feature thank god that I flew What is the deal bitch I swear that I'm ready for whatever come She swallow my spit while rocking I'm V lone Don't check up on me just leave me alone I swear I'm the shit on my mommas Keep me a stick like osamas Check in account with the commas I don't need friends with the dramas Better yet I don't need nobody new better Yet loosing my mind in the Stu Been from the city I'm stuck in the goo They needed a feature thank god that I flew What is the deal bitch I swear that I'm ready for whatever come She swallow my spit while rocking I'm v lone Don't check up on me just leave me alone
Writer(s): Moses Abasiene Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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