Tarantino
(BrentRambo) ayy
Only one credit at the end 'cause I did this shit by myself
She jealous that promethazine was my first love, I can't help, uh
Codeine never get the best of me, and I swim in it like Phelps
Just left Saks, I'm a glory boy, mismatch designer, no belt, uh
Bitch gon' do what she do, and I'm cool with it
Fast car, it's American-made, but this the one with the cooling kit
Label can't make no niggas slaves as long as we recoup this shit
I'ma pull up, boy, I'm still legit, just can't go with them pigs again, uh
I'm crying on my knees, I know I won't sin again
Ain't no part of my life cheap, that's just me and 'em hoes again
Somethin' 'bout foreigns on South Beach just make me hate normal shit
Dress code, tell us to wear formal shit, we don't even know what formal is
I can't wait for no shit that I'm just born to get
I like muscle and foreign whips, older, I might get bored of it
Tune her like my racetrack, I know you gon' call my phone again
I can't wait for no shit that I'm just born to get
I can't wait for no shit that I'm just born to get
I can't wait for no shit that I'm just born to get
Ayy, I'm just born to get it
I can't wait for no shit that I'm just born to get
Only one credit at the end 'cause I did this shit by myself
Only one credit at the end 'cause I did this shit by myself
She jealous that promethazine was my first love, I can't help, uh
Codeine never get the best of me, and I swim in it like Phelps
Just left Saks, I'm a glory boy, mismatch designer, no belt, uh
Bitch gon' do what she do, and I'm cool with it
Fast car, it's American-made, but this the one with the cooling kit
Label can't make no niggas slaves as long as we recoup this shit
I'ma pull up, boy, I'm still legit, just can't go with them pigs again, uh
I'm crying on my knees, I know I won't sin again
Ain't no part of my life cheap, that's just me and 'em hoes again
Somethin' 'bout foreigns on South Beach just make me hate normal shit
Dress code, tell us to wear formal shit, we don't even know what formal is
I can't wait for no shit that I'm just born to get
I like muscle and foreign whips, older, I might get bored of it
Tune her like my racetrack, I know you gon' call my phone again
I can't wait for no shit that I'm just born to get
I can't wait for no shit that I'm just born to get
I can't wait for no shit that I'm just born to get
Ayy, I'm just born to get it
I can't wait for no shit that I'm just born to get
Only one credit at the end 'cause I did this shit by myself
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Writer(s): Abdul Thompson, Lc Camel Jr
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