Endzzz

On a wave I popped a limitless
Might heat it up then touch the sun
I think I'm Icarus
Man I'm too rare
This shit's unfair
These niggas average
They be like
Yo we need to link
Shit got me giggling
While you so busy talking shit we talking dividends
That's why they scrolling through the pictures when I'm living it
Dumb bitch don't ask if I remember I don't reminisce
I can't be fake like most these niggas that's the difference

But I can make it blow up
And she can drop it lower
She say she feel it in gut, I tell her you building core
Swear they ain't show me know love
But now they say they know us
Man I ain't fuck with nobody
Them man just turn to cobra
Step back and start the mower
I know they bound to show up
There ain't no word for you niggas
Go head and hit the door
They wanna see me poor
I know them man just sore
They want me down on my luck
Cause they know that I would soar
So I tell em

Summarize and make it flip
Break the jar and watch me count the tip
Summarize and make em flip
Break the jar and now they wanna sit
I need a rubberband
Now you wanna talk
You not my guy you not my mans
Bread will make em flock
That's how I'm dripping through the ends
Mandem always floss
I think we need some rubberbands
Now you wanna talk
You see me whipping through the...

Don't need the chains I'm always glistening
For the ADHD doc done gave me ritalin
Aye
I see my exes always listening
I'm unforgettable
That's probably why they missing Niks
Me and Sevn out here scheming on a pyramid
3 devil faces cause I'm moving on some villain shit
These niggas salty cause the sauce is just unlimited
They get to mumbling when they see I'm a lyricist

But I can make it blow up
And she can drop it lower
She say she feel it in gut, I tell her you building core
Swear they ain't show me know love
But now they say they know us
Man I ain't fuck with nobody
Them man just turn to cobra
Step back and start the mower
I know they bound to show up
There ain't no word for you niggas
Go head and hit the door
They wanna see me poor
I know them man just sore
They want me down on my luck
Cause they know that I would soar
So I tell em

Summarize and make it flip
Break the jar and watch me count the tip
Summarize and make em flip
Break the jar and now they wanna sit
I need a rubberband
Now you wanna talk
You not my guy you not my mans
Bread will make em flock
That's how I'm dripping through the ends
Mandem always floss
I think we need some rubberbands
Now you wanna talk
You see me whipping through the...



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Writer(s): Nicholas Holt
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