Phew
No way, no way Jose, no way
She can't take my man away
No way Jose, no, no, no way
He stayin' right here with me
Drip, drip, drip, drip real right
Chain from the thrift and my box spread's tight
If I see him with an IG bitch I'll fight
Or I might just cop her instead I might
Phew, phew with the cash
Phew, phew
Phew in the wind with the Benz
Phew, phew, phew
Breezy, it's so easy
That's how I know my boy won't leave me
Phew
No way, no way, Jose, no way
She can't take my man away
No way Jose, no, no, no way
He stayin' right here with me
No way, no way
No way, Jose
No, no, no way, he stayin' right here with me
Stay, stay, stay, stay, stay
Me and my Gs, it's Doc's on my feet
Fishnet tights with the crop top please
When D turn a mic on it's done for you B's
Bombay gin, it's a Bombay t'ing
Oh you came a long way from crumbling
My day won't slow down oh from way back when
Born trim, if my boy real I'm a cop him a Benz
I'ma wop in my Benz
I'ma cop him a crib
With a lawn and fence and a side burbs bitch
And the feds gon' pull up when we bump this shit
Toast, toast to the days we were struggling, yuh
Phew with the cash
Phew, phew
Phew in the wind with the Benz
Phew, phew, phew
Breezy, it's so easy
That's how I know my boy won't leave me
No way, no way
No way Jose
No, no, no way
No, no, no way
No way, no way
No way, Jose
No, no, no way he stayin' right here with me
She can't take my man away
No way Jose, no, no, no way
He stayin' right here with me
Drip, drip, drip, drip real right
Chain from the thrift and my box spread's tight
If I see him with an IG bitch I'll fight
Or I might just cop her instead I might
Phew, phew with the cash
Phew, phew
Phew in the wind with the Benz
Phew, phew, phew
Breezy, it's so easy
That's how I know my boy won't leave me
Phew
No way, no way, Jose, no way
She can't take my man away
No way Jose, no, no, no way
He stayin' right here with me
No way, no way
No way, Jose
No, no, no way, he stayin' right here with me
Stay, stay, stay, stay, stay
Me and my Gs, it's Doc's on my feet
Fishnet tights with the crop top please
When D turn a mic on it's done for you B's
Bombay gin, it's a Bombay t'ing
Oh you came a long way from crumbling
My day won't slow down oh from way back when
Born trim, if my boy real I'm a cop him a Benz
I'ma wop in my Benz
I'ma cop him a crib
With a lawn and fence and a side burbs bitch
And the feds gon' pull up when we bump this shit
Toast, toast to the days we were struggling, yuh
Phew with the cash
Phew, phew
Phew in the wind with the Benz
Phew, phew, phew
Breezy, it's so easy
That's how I know my boy won't leave me
No way, no way
No way Jose
No, no, no way
No, no, no way
No way, no way
No way, Jose
No, no, no way he stayin' right here with me
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Writer(s): Badriia Ines Bourelly
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