I Might

Aye, I might, I might, I might
I might just run up on a bitch like Bolt, huh
Run up with a stick like pole, huh
Do you wanna fistfight go, huh
I'm a lyricist like Cole, huh
I don't wanna switch my flow, nah
Fuck on every bitch I know, aye
Someone said the kid might blow, aye
Hundred on my wrist ice cold, aye
Run up on a bitch like bolt, huh
Run up with a stick like pole, huh
Do you wanna fistfight go, huh
I'm a lyricist like Cole, huh
I don't wanna switch my flow, nah
Fuck on every bitch I know, aye
Someone said the kid might blow, huh
Hundred on my wrist ice cold, huh

My dough, stand tall, I'm so, enthralled
White stones, Ben Ball, Lypo, Ken Doll
And she got all this surgery but you can't call her fake
And I think that she might murder me if I make a mistake
So I don't make no mistakes
Keep my lo mein on the plate
I got hoes on different planes
I got hoes from different states
But my main, Is a Tennessee I fly her to CA
In a day, send the addy she gon' pull up where I stay

Like pull up
I know they gon' feel me when I pull up
That bitch hot like chili but I'm full up
I know that she really wanna hook up
I'm shook up, so I tell her
I ain't gonna stop until I get her
She gon' lick the top like I'm a letter
We should switch the topic if we clever
So I let her, aye

I might just run up on a bitch like Bolt, huh
Run up with a stick like pole, huh
Do you wanna fistfight go, huh
I'm a lyricist like Cole, huh
I don't wanna switch my flow, nah
Fuck on every bitch I know, aye
Someone said the kid might blow, aye
Hundred on my wrist ice cold, aye
Run up on a bitch like Bolt, huh
Run up with a stick like pole, huh
Do you wanna fistfight go, huh
I'm a lyricist like Cole, huh
I don't wanna switch my flow, huh
Fuck on every bitch I know, aye
Someone said the kid might blow, aye
Hundred on my wrist ice cold, aye

two
Woke up in a hearse, ooh
I just bought a purse, too
So you know it's yours, boo
I ain't buying love, nah
That shit come natural, aye
From Dubai to London
I'm international, aye
Like that KLM
I can't stay as friends
I be making bands
I'm creating trends
And they ride the wave
It's a tidal wave
Rich entitled babe
Thinkin' Ima stay

Like pull up
I know they gon' feel me when I pull up
That bitch hot like chili but I'm full up
I know that she really wanna hook up
I'm shook up, so I tell her
I ain't gonna stop until I get her
She gon' lick the top like I'm a letter
We should switch the topic if we clever
So I let her, aye

I might just run up on a bitch like Bolt, huh
Run up with a stick like pole, huh
Do you wanna fistfight go, huh
I'm a lyricist like Cole, huh
I don't wanna switch my flow, nah
Fuck on every bitch I know, aye
Someone said the kid might blow, aye
Hundred on my wrist ice cold, aye



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Writer(s): Ryan Mckane
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