Top Songs By TJBrrr
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
TJ Berrier
Songwriter
Lyrics
And for me its middle of the day
Drinking now I'm flying
I'm on Mars with the superstars
Flying like I'm Zion (yuh)
Super za
Super sauced
Super foreign man I'm wilding
I'm on autopilot (huh)
He keep thinking
He ain't got it (nah nah)
He keep breaking empty bottles
With the models he ain't got (bitch)
With the thotties making conversation (what)
Me, I break her arms (I do)
Bought a bottle and I cannot feel my arms
Take your makeup off
And dress up for Halloween like a zombie (grrr)
Please don't jump in girl (no)
You ain't a friend of me (please don't)
You ain't nothing
Give you no label bitch (what)
You ain't even an enemy
I can't even give you no more time baby (bitch)
Can't take 10 from me
Promise I won't tell no lies (like what)
Like I'm in ministry (goddamn)
In this life baby
You give me more life, I mean (that's true)
Not when you talk
Just like when you bite (Mmm)
Out of sight
Get your head out of sight (get out)
Get that shit down in the pillows
Like we in a fucking fight, right
Do no height
We don't do no heights
We don't do no hype
Stay on top
Like we the highest
Like the lights baby
Like the lights (yea yea)
I guess you don't know (what)
On the phone with her daddy
Her daddy's name is me, alright
It's not "me"
It's ya boy, it starts with "T" (and "J")
These are basic raps
Bitch don't talk you got basic ass
Just say that nowadays
Nah, don't gotta take it back (no)
I ain't tryna give you definition, dictionary instruments (like what)
Tryna rap, tryna vibe
Hear the instruments like (vibe)
Do this shit while she sleep
While I'm mentioning that (zzz)
She can't even see the sheets
Cause I came in her eye (ah)
City boy, watch me sit in that
Forget all the toys (Mmm)
You ain't important
Go home and your girl think of ya boy (get your ass home)
Cause she don't want no second hand
She want it straight from the source (straight)
Yea, get it right from the source
You know what (what)
I am the source (yuh)
For her, yea I am the source (dumbass)
Man, taking no more
Yea time to go smoke (smoke)
Writer(s): Tj Berrier
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