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Yeah, yeah Ay, ReTread, bless my ears I got bangers waiting in the vault, I needa drop that Why she always call my phone? I really had to block that I ain't, I ain't even 19 but I still pulled up with a Glock, man I got bitches on my phone, I got milfs on my WhatsApp 100 fucking thousand, tell that bitch he couldn't do that It don't, It don't make no difference if she said she got a new man Taking all these W's, I never fucking lose man Step into the dance and everybody saying "who's that?" S-Slide, in the DMs, IG Now she wanna know if she's my next wifey She said she's hot, me and bro too icy Everything I do, she wanna check like Nike Likely, her temper's tiny I don't do football, I heard they wanna sign me She calls me a bike, 'cause the way she wanna ride me She way too crazy, if I hide, she gonna find me B-B-Blow out your brains with this dubstep Pull up, Pull up to the club and I might cause an upset P-P-Pull up to her house and I know she's getting undressed, undressed House and I know she's getting undressed, undressed I'm in the BackoftheParty and these bitches so bad I'm in the BackoftheParty and these bitches so bad I'm in the BackoftheParty and these bitches so bad Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad (Grra) I-I-I got bangers waiting in the vault, I needa drop that Why she always call my phone? I really had to block that I ain't, I ain't even 19 but I still pulled up with a Glock, man I got bitches on my phone, I got milfs on my WhatsApp 100 fucking thousand, tell that bitch he couldn't do that It don't, It don't make no difference if she said she got a new man Taking all these W's, I never fucking lose man Step into the dance and everybody saying "who's that?" Hear this pussy tryna tell me that he trapping Little bro, you fucking trapped Me and Celly on the beat, these other rappers fucking trash I might run up on your gang like you don't know I'm fucking tapped Bro I'm staying with the huh, like I never fucking lack My music getting big numbers, big figures Bitches in the party and they all got thick figures I might really end your life, not even tryna fuck with ya They think I'm getting started but I'm only getting bigger We both got a manager, the difference is I pay mine F-F-Fuck TfL and bro, fuck Trainline 2 Lyca's, they been hitting up the same line We both got a bitch but the difference is: I hate mine Aint no capping in my rap but tell my mum that all my songs aint real In the club I'm sipping whisky, I ain't geeking off a pill Took her back into my yard and now she eat me like a meal, yeah Yeah, she eat me like a meal I-I-I got bangers waiting in the vault, I needa drop that Why she always call my phone? I really had to block that I ain't, I ain't even 19 but I still pulled up with a Glock, man I got bitches on my phone, I got milfs on my WhatsApp 100 fucking thousand, tell that bitch he couldn't do that It don't, It don't make no difference if she said she got a new man Taking all these W's, I never fucking lose man Step into the dance and everybody saying "who's that?" I'm in the BackoftheParty, the gyaldem wan' me She wanna be my B like we poured the 'Cardi Live my best life like my name is Hardy With me, she fell in love like my name's Carti No cap, she love to snap back Baby, what's your name? Baby, handle my Snapchat She wan' grab my number, not talking WhatsApp Now Tread's in the party saying "Where's the thots at" yeah I-I-I got bangers waiting in the vault, I needa drop that Why she always call my phone? I really had to block that I ain't, I ain't even 19 but I still pulled up with a Glock, man I got bitches on my phone, I got milfs on my WhatsApp 100 fucking thousand, tell that bitch he couldn't do that It don't, It don't make no difference if she said she got a new man Taking all these W's, I never fucking lose man Step into the dance and everybody saying "who's that?" BackoftheParty Yeah, yeah, huh (Ay, ReTread, bless my ears)
Writer(s): D. Rozé, King Kxnji, Mar Celly, Re Tread Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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