MICHAEL
They tell me it's cheaper to keep her
I got the Blues for Nina
Texting her back when she call me
Can't pick it up, too busy
Saving this bread like Geico
Bad, bad bitch, no Lipo
23 M's, hop out the whip, just like Michael
I feel like MJ when I'm faded
I be surprised when I miss it, not make it
She say she love me, she call me her favorite
Her man come around, and she say we related
I'm from the Mud, yeah, I came from the pavement
Ain't worried 'bout niggas, I just need my payment
Stray pitbull I ain't nothing to play with
Add it up, add it up, add it up, I'm calculated
She gave me six rings then I picked up
All up in her chest like a hiccup
I'm the postman, I deliver
Two, three, to the four, five, how I switch up
No, bullshit, I beat it down then we split up
I stick my tongue out when I make a move
I be a mood
I don't get chosen, I choose
I suggest you niggas move
I'm a real hot boy, got you losing your cool
They tell me it's cheaper to keep her
I got the Blues for Nina
Texting her back when she call me
Can't pick it up, too busy
Saving this bread like Geico
Bad, bad bitch, no Lipo
23 M's, hop out the whip, just like Michael
I'm just like Michael
I'm just like Michael
Just like Michael
Just like Michael
Just like Michael
I'm just like Michael
23 M's, hoop in the ear, just like Michael
Yeah, I be the goat
I know that they hate when I boast
I keep my foot on they throat
It's not even close
I be the wave you just float
You should go get you a boat
I took a oath
To be the illest nigga reppin' it
Really the shit y'all just step in it
Top of my class I just need me a letterman
Who is ya favorite 'cause that's who I'm better than
Really be a wizard
Pockets all blue like a smizzurf
You gon' get ya feelings really hizzurt
Heart really blizzard
Snatched ya baby moms with a smizzurk
She was unemployed 'til I hit her with the wizzork
Ay, and she on my body ay
Calling me Papi, making it sloppy ay
She say I'm spicy, ay
I break her down like it's karate, ay
They tell me it's cheaper to keep her
I got the Blues for Nina
Texting her back when she call me
Can't pick it up, too busy
Saving this bread like Geico
Bad, bad bitch, no Lipo
23 M's, hop out the whip, just like Michael
I'm just like Michael
I'm just like Michael
Just like Michael
Just like Michael
Just like Michael
I'm just like Michael
23 M's hoop in the ear, just like Michael
I got the Blues for Nina
Texting her back when she call me
Can't pick it up, too busy
Saving this bread like Geico
Bad, bad bitch, no Lipo
23 M's, hop out the whip, just like Michael
I feel like MJ when I'm faded
I be surprised when I miss it, not make it
She say she love me, she call me her favorite
Her man come around, and she say we related
I'm from the Mud, yeah, I came from the pavement
Ain't worried 'bout niggas, I just need my payment
Stray pitbull I ain't nothing to play with
Add it up, add it up, add it up, I'm calculated
She gave me six rings then I picked up
All up in her chest like a hiccup
I'm the postman, I deliver
Two, three, to the four, five, how I switch up
No, bullshit, I beat it down then we split up
I stick my tongue out when I make a move
I be a mood
I don't get chosen, I choose
I suggest you niggas move
I'm a real hot boy, got you losing your cool
They tell me it's cheaper to keep her
I got the Blues for Nina
Texting her back when she call me
Can't pick it up, too busy
Saving this bread like Geico
Bad, bad bitch, no Lipo
23 M's, hop out the whip, just like Michael
I'm just like Michael
I'm just like Michael
Just like Michael
Just like Michael
Just like Michael
I'm just like Michael
23 M's, hoop in the ear, just like Michael
Yeah, I be the goat
I know that they hate when I boast
I keep my foot on they throat
It's not even close
I be the wave you just float
You should go get you a boat
I took a oath
To be the illest nigga reppin' it
Really the shit y'all just step in it
Top of my class I just need me a letterman
Who is ya favorite 'cause that's who I'm better than
Really be a wizard
Pockets all blue like a smizzurf
You gon' get ya feelings really hizzurt
Heart really blizzard
Snatched ya baby moms with a smizzurk
She was unemployed 'til I hit her with the wizzork
Ay, and she on my body ay
Calling me Papi, making it sloppy ay
She say I'm spicy, ay
I break her down like it's karate, ay
They tell me it's cheaper to keep her
I got the Blues for Nina
Texting her back when she call me
Can't pick it up, too busy
Saving this bread like Geico
Bad, bad bitch, no Lipo
23 M's, hop out the whip, just like Michael
I'm just like Michael
I'm just like Michael
Just like Michael
Just like Michael
Just like Michael
I'm just like Michael
23 M's hoop in the ear, just like Michael
Credits
Writer(s): Zuberi Mackson, Kris Thomas
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