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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eugene Smiley II
Songwriter
Patrice Cherele Swygert
Songwriter
Sonel Marc
Songwriter
Lyrics
I'm feeling super reckless, I'm coming down Edison, I'm in my uncle's Lexus
I got Hail Mary round my neck, you know I'm too protected
He say he really love my essence and I'm so expressive
He asking me for seconds, okay now get the message
Yeah this that 75 south, yeah I just took the exit
I'm one to one, picky with it, gotta be selective
They talk outside, slutty mountain, I don't even stress it
It sound like you projected, I like his fashion
How we be matching fabrics and shit, I'm outlastin
Why they still just laggin', I'm big, this that dragon
Hit him with that Francisco flip, can't imagine
Not being brochureal on that bitch
I go by the name of Mr. Nino
Introduction, all these lil' nats
Tryna suck up on my reproductive organs
But I got this shit in order, see I'm wanting more
Grounding to my last supper, looking like a smorgasbord
Young Adonis in the flesh, come and get your whore
She DM me twice a day, I know she often bored
I'm from the bottom of the mountain, like I'm Marcus George
Tryna get some real estate, like I'm George Marcus
I need more restaurants in life for apartments
Don't even list your top five, boy I know they garbage
Your pockets skinny, who killed Kenny, mine resembles carbon
Don't even cross that South Park, them pistols get the spark
Yo, in my suit, I keep a Ruga and a cup of sugar
Pull a model and some dickies, she was in designer
I took her out for fuku sushi out in Okinawa
I'm kinda sad this beat gon' end, cause I got flow for hours
Writer(s): Eugene Smiley Ii
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