Jigga

I been going up & down like
Mood swings
Been doing my own thing
I roll up my own weed
I roll up my own weed
High kick shit like Bruce Lee
High blast off like Uzi
The way your highlight pop
Ouh wee
The way your highlight pop
Ouh wee

You been stuck on my conscious
Baby you winner no contest
Dont wear white often but still blessed
If I leave hold me down like a silk press

Woadie woadie woadie woadie
Whoa
He my brother
He slime
He gone go
Like some thief's in the night
We gone score
And I say this just to see
If you gone roll

Remember those nights
It was you and me
Remember that time you
Let me go deep
You flexing on you ex
Like boy please
Said you had to leave that nigga
Cause he boring
I've got issues I can't ignore
And you've got lost of baggage
There's no room in my storage

Oh whoa
Oh
Oh oh oh
Oh ahh
Oh oh oh slow down
Oh oh oh slow down

I been going up & down like
Mood swings
Been doing my own thing
I roll up my own weed
I roll up my own weed
High kick shit like Bruce Lee
High blast off like Uzi
The way your highlight pop
Ouh wee
The way your highlight pop
Ouh wee

You been stuck in my conscious
Baby you winner no contest
Dont wear white often but still blessed
If I leave hold me down like a silk press

Woadie woadie woadie woadie
Whoa
He my brother
He slime
He gone go
Like some thief's in the night
We gone score
And I say this just to see
If you gone roll

Remember those nights
It was you and me
Remember that time you
Let me go deep
You flexing on you ex
Like boy please
Said you had to leave that nigga
Cause he boring
I've got issues I can't ignore
And you've got lots of baggage
There's no room in my storage



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Writer(s): Trevon Dotson
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