On Latrobe
I'm just soul searchin
Yeah
Baby what's yo goal purpose
What's yo goal purpose, I'm just soul searching
Are you sure? Certain
Touch yo knees twerk it
She gone shake it, nervous
Come and ride me like the buss and till I'm out of service
Money on me like
Ouu
9 to 5
Work sum
Play with my cash I might murk sum
Hands on yo knees shorty twerk sum
Running up that bag till I hurt sum
We come through swervin
We got bag Burkin
Girl I'm smooth Juergens
And I'm paid surgeon
They on P's lurkin
Touch yo knees twerk it
Boa you ass boa you trash boa you Kendrick Perkins
Boa I'm cold nemic
Leave my mark nemesis
Use yo brain genius
I got nuts semen
What you doin eating
What you doin sleepin
After that repeatin
She got cheeks I'm beatin
Okay they on go
They in row
They don't know
Layin low
Stayin low
Ya dig ya dig ya dig
Just like yo nose
I go big on big on big
Cause I'm big bro
Ain't no Fallin off
Ain't no callin off
Internet logged it off
What you mean
In between
In them jeans
Break her spleen
Got big dreams
Lucid dreams
Do big things
Foreign tings
New big bling
New bling bling
Counting cash
Fuck You mean
What's yo goal purpose
I'm just soul searching
Are you sure, certain
Touch yo knees twerk it
She gone shake it nervous
Come and ride me like the buss and till I'm outta service
Money on me like
Okay like
Count it up
Run it up
Love me...
That's enough
Baby...
Get in there
Get in there
Get in there
Yeah
Baby what's yo goal purpose
What's yo goal purpose, I'm just soul searching
Are you sure? Certain
Touch yo knees twerk it
She gone shake it, nervous
Come and ride me like the buss and till I'm out of service
Money on me like
Ouu
9 to 5
Work sum
Play with my cash I might murk sum
Hands on yo knees shorty twerk sum
Running up that bag till I hurt sum
We come through swervin
We got bag Burkin
Girl I'm smooth Juergens
And I'm paid surgeon
They on P's lurkin
Touch yo knees twerk it
Boa you ass boa you trash boa you Kendrick Perkins
Boa I'm cold nemic
Leave my mark nemesis
Use yo brain genius
I got nuts semen
What you doin eating
What you doin sleepin
After that repeatin
She got cheeks I'm beatin
Okay they on go
They in row
They don't know
Layin low
Stayin low
Ya dig ya dig ya dig
Just like yo nose
I go big on big on big
Cause I'm big bro
Ain't no Fallin off
Ain't no callin off
Internet logged it off
What you mean
In between
In them jeans
Break her spleen
Got big dreams
Lucid dreams
Do big things
Foreign tings
New big bling
New bling bling
Counting cash
Fuck You mean
What's yo goal purpose
I'm just soul searching
Are you sure, certain
Touch yo knees twerk it
She gone shake it nervous
Come and ride me like the buss and till I'm outta service
Money on me like
Okay like
Count it up
Run it up
Love me...
That's enough
Baby...
Get in there
Get in there
Get in there
Credits
Writer(s): Jacari Rice
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