Too Late

I think it's too late
They been under pressure
No interrogatin
Can you hold please
Trap phone goin up
Think I got a call waiting
My main thing
Blowing up line & I gotta broad waitin

That whole thing
I think it's too late
They been under pressure
No interrogatin
Can you hold please
Trap phone goin up
Think I gotta call waitin
My main thing
Blowin up my line & I gotta broad waitin
That whole thing
Gotta keep that balance
Like I weighed a whole thing
Fish scale
When I'm this booth like I'm spazzin'
You can't tell
I whip this juice like its magic
My fans just like clientele
I serve that package
Had a SS lil white bitch
In the coupe money doin backflips
Off the drank
Always swervin but I stay inside my lane
Never change on me
See em switchin'
Ima stay the same
Champagne we gon pop one and drank it to the face
No escape
If we start it up we goin all the way widdit
I think it's too late
Hear em talkin reckless on the crew name
My view changed
Used to want revenge
Now I want Dusse
Let's drink to em
Niggas losin they P's
Look like Jenny Craig
It's noted
My niggas hit a lick
So we can celebrate
I'm coastin
Still don't give a fuck what a lil bitch say
It's over
Tell them niggas pack it up and go

We on a new wave
We on a new wave
The thought of new money make the mood change
All that other shit be too lame
Too lame
Shit be too lame
Too lame
Other shit be too lame
We on a new wave
The thought of new money make the mood change
All that other shit be too lame

I been tied in wit the gang like a crochet
Always stay surrounded by some niggas that know thangs
Drugs probably be the only reason I'm so sane
Cause I been off the yellow like I listen to Coldplay
I ain't never sweatin
Give a fuck what a hoe say
You gon' take some losses out here playin them old games
Ex-bitch turned a nigga back to his old ways
Then a Plug call
Turned a half a plate to a whole plate
I'm back on
& Now all the cash on Rotate
In public we don't talk about the moves that bros make
Niggas be pro hate
Ima end shit wit a cold case
In a all white Ford like I'm OJ
Cause niggas always seem to tweet like they speakin up
But if we bein real none of you niggas compete wit us
I be hopin they take this new shit literal when I talk
I really walked inside the spot wit the blicky tucked
These nigga givin' up
Been smashed bad hoes
Then I gave em right back to the streets that they came from
See me in the O an all these niggas gon' play dumb
Niggas spending money on these hoes you should save some

It's been too late
I'm knockin off toupees
You a side plate
Nigga food like a soufflé
You losin' dollars if you been chasin that loose change
Catch a whole shot when you just ask how the soup taste
It's been too late
I'm knockin off toupees
You a side plate
Nigga food like a soufflé
You losin' dollars if you been chasin that loose change
Catch a whole shot When you just ask how the soup taste



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Writer(s): Ian Woode
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