Listen Next Time

Huh - uh

I go a mile a minute (I go a mile a minute)
Marijuana scented windows tinted nigga
You don't need to know who in it (You don't need to know who in it)
She be low-key catching feelings had to tell her
I ain't got no fucking feelings (I ain't got no fucking feelings)
Now tell ya man
To mind his business (Now tell ya man to mind his business)
Before my niggas go ignorant
I floss better than ya dentist
I ain't want to smash her homegirl
She kept provoking me to do it (No no)
Cool nigga go stupid (Uh)
Plus she fuck with all my music (Yea)
I'm the opposite of cupid
You know I'm stuck up in my ways
Same book different page
She get wet I ride the wave (Yea yea)
But that don't mean that you can stay (Damn)
Damn (Uh)
That's where we differ (That's where we differ)
She do me a solid (She do me a solid)
She know I'm that nigga (Yea yea)
Oh you seeing my side of things now
It's realer and realer (Whoa whoa)
Ok look at my wallet (Look at my wallet)
It get bigger and bigger damn - huh

From the jump (From the jump)
I tried to tell 'em who I was
From the jump (From the jump)
They tried to front
On a nigga from the jump (From the jump)
But now they listen
When I tell 'em from the jump (From the)

All you niggas on a lease (All you niggas on a lease)
So you know you gotta pay (So you know you gotta pay)
That's why even with a leash (That's why even with a leash)
You couldn't get a bitch to stay (No no)
I drive fast like I race (Skrrrrrrt)
Took some time to learn my pace (Uh)
I took flight like a landing strip
Now come and put that strip up on my face
You know I'm on a slow grind
Stay down stay down (Uh)
I met ya bitch one time (Yea)
What's yours ain't mine (No no)
Say her premium is $150 - huh?
Don't hit my line (Blrrt blrrt)
They back-pedal like Deon (Uh)
Prime time prime time - aye, uh

From the jump (From the jump)
I tried to tell 'em who I was
From the jump (From the jump)
They tried to front
On a nigga from the jump (From the jump)
But now they listen
When I tell 'em from the jump
From the jump
Aye aye
From the jump (From the jump)
I tried to tell 'em who I was
From the jump (From the jump)
They tried to front
On a nigga from the jump (From the jump)
I'm on them paper planes
Bitch, fuck them blunts - huh

Fuck them blunts bitch - yea



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Writer(s): C.k. Brooks Ii
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