Tax

She get a, bag
Throwing it, back
Shawty gone act
Chasin that, stack
Put it on blast
Move it too, fast
I gotta, i gotta

Shawty straight 10 she ain't even trynna flex on em
She know she wanna, and she blunted with the check on em
I ain't even tell her but she still gon finesse on em
Running up the bands while talkin bout all of the next commas
She know what to do
Swerving off the lot and roll my blunt while we go through
Damn she got me trapped and I dont know what I should do
I cant trust these hoes but this one got me so confused
Got me sayin ooooooh
And I dont wanna lose
But baby got the that wet wet that jet jet that ooze
Fall asleep up in it and forgot to hit the snooze
Shawty straight savage she expose the whole crew
All these other bitches ain't shit compared to youuuuuu baby
Got me, wanna say whoooo baby
Cop and bag and get some shooes baby
I dont care if that shits newwww baby
Other hoes old news baby
Make you smile when you feel blue baby
And I know you feel me toooo baby
Let me go and light the mood baby. Yeah yeah

She get a, bag
Throwing it, back
Shawty gone act
Chasin that, stack
Put it on blast
Move it too, fast
I gotta, blast
Shawty gone, Tax



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