Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tomas R Bowring
Songwriter
Lyrics
My balance is off the charts
She wanting me take a day off
She afraid of the dark
I'm working like it's the play offs
Taking off all her makeup
Post nutted and now I'm anxious
Time for me to take off
And switch the mood to the playlist
Switchin up my words
My bad I'm really not enthused
Mans wanted smoke
I popped a choppa like a vuse
And Claim it was abuse
And shawty all up on my duece
Play the game like it's a flute
And I turn to score the 2
She got that 5 star genetics
I ain't need to say nun you had already seen it
Hit it like Michael you knowin I'm bout to beat it
Really t me up cause you know it's about the weekend
Today I'm 18 and launchin to hit the deepens
No b list I'm toppin to hit the sequence
I ain't rebound I don't even need a defense
1 time play like I move it to where the chiefs is
Rip pat cause burrows ab to heat this
Oh my god crazy you really ab to do that
Knock a ko leave a whole from where his tooth at
You ain't bout shit when you sayin you gonna Shoot that
My mom got better aim than you scrubs and That's on the du rag
I don't give a fuck what you claim I'm rockin solo
Young type quick to snatch a chain and rock a polo
I ain't really with the hits your girl is fasho tho
Take a quick flick last a minute I'm goin gopro
Writer(s): Tomas Bowring
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