NO Text Back!
No text back, I'm Onna move (I'm gone)
I was trippin I ran it back, niggas thought that it was it but I back in my Grove (Okurrrr)
Shorty thought we was datin I gave ha a spankin
And told that ho make me some noodles (Clap)
Ima German, I'm ready to burn em, thought he was gon turn up that nigga a poodle
(Lil bitch)
They like how I switch it, I'm running up digits
I might catch corona I'm one of the sickest
I roll wit da blicky, my shorty be picky, I told her to hold it, we makin a flicky (Ha!)
Get shot like you ricky, if he ever tempt me
This 40 be shittin it's ready to empty (Pshh)
I know that they hatin you niggaz be envy
I'm ready to mark em they thinkin I'm Henry (Yeah)
He thought I was slippin I guess he ain't ready
Now they celebrating his life like confede
Her pussy on point but she pretty and petty
My brothers retarted like Ed Ed and eddy
You ain't really steppin like how we be steppin
We rollin round clutchin wit illegal weapons (Strapped)
She told me to rate her I gave her a 7
I told her to neck me she sent me to heaven
Her ass on point yea she clappin
Yea I want it I made dat shit happen
She don't know who I am she actin
They be Jukin and dodgin da static
I might fuck Onna carpet alladin
She gon twerk Onna nigga she ratchet
I done bought my lul toolie no gadget
I be ballin Dont really need practice
No text back, I'm Onna move
I was trippin I'm back in my groove
Shorty thought we was datin I gave ha a spankin
And told that ho make me some noodles
Ima German, I'm ready to burn em, thought he was gon turn up that nigga a poodle
I'm just doing my thing and I'm stayin my lane I ain't outta here chasin the cudo
They like how I switch it, I'm running up digits
I might catch corona I'm one of the sickest
I roll wit da blicky, my shorty be picky, I told her to hold it, we makin a flicky
Get shot like you ricky, if he ever tempt me
This 40 be shittin it's ready to empty
I know that they hatin you niggaz be envy
I'm ready to mark em they thinkin I'm Henry
You thought it was over, I'm comin back at it
I'm tryna be sober I can't be no addict
She throw it back on me so I gotta slap it
Ohh that's yo big homie then why he be lackin
If it's bout my brother you know that I'm crashing
If you see me wit her you know that I'm smashin
She told me she love me I just started laughing
I told her to eat it she just started gagging
Like woah woah, Holon shorty
I be flooded my diamonds New Orleans
I was bussin I'm using the rubbers now I gotta flush it that my kids inna toilet
If you play wit us shit can get ugly
Boy don't make me go call up my cousins
Shoutout Terrance and Titus I love ya
Put yo homie up now they above you
2030 I'm driving a rarri
My lil shorty she look like a Barbie
Inna stomach she walk zombie
Armageddon we strapped like the army
Like my momma I'm naturally charming
I'm the shit someone get me sum sharmen
I be movin I know ima target
He be trappin we creep at the partments
No text back, I'm Onna move
I was trippin I'm back in my groove
Shorty thought we was datin I gave ha a spankin
And told that ho make me some noodles
Ima German, I'm ready to burn em, thought he was gon turn up that nigga a poodle
I'm just doing my thing and I'm stayin my lane I ain't outta here chasin the cudo
They like how I switch it, I'm running up digits
I might catch corona I'm one of the sickest
I roll wit da blicky, my shorty be picky, I told her to hold it, we makin a flicky
Get shot like you ricky, if he ever tempt me
This 40 be shittin it's ready to empty
I know that they hatin you niggaz be envy
I'm ready to mark em they thinkin I'm Henry
I was trippin I ran it back, niggas thought that it was it but I back in my Grove (Okurrrr)
Shorty thought we was datin I gave ha a spankin
And told that ho make me some noodles (Clap)
Ima German, I'm ready to burn em, thought he was gon turn up that nigga a poodle
(Lil bitch)
They like how I switch it, I'm running up digits
I might catch corona I'm one of the sickest
I roll wit da blicky, my shorty be picky, I told her to hold it, we makin a flicky (Ha!)
Get shot like you ricky, if he ever tempt me
This 40 be shittin it's ready to empty (Pshh)
I know that they hatin you niggaz be envy
I'm ready to mark em they thinkin I'm Henry (Yeah)
He thought I was slippin I guess he ain't ready
Now they celebrating his life like confede
Her pussy on point but she pretty and petty
My brothers retarted like Ed Ed and eddy
You ain't really steppin like how we be steppin
We rollin round clutchin wit illegal weapons (Strapped)
She told me to rate her I gave her a 7
I told her to neck me she sent me to heaven
Her ass on point yea she clappin
Yea I want it I made dat shit happen
She don't know who I am she actin
They be Jukin and dodgin da static
I might fuck Onna carpet alladin
She gon twerk Onna nigga she ratchet
I done bought my lul toolie no gadget
I be ballin Dont really need practice
No text back, I'm Onna move
I was trippin I'm back in my groove
Shorty thought we was datin I gave ha a spankin
And told that ho make me some noodles
Ima German, I'm ready to burn em, thought he was gon turn up that nigga a poodle
I'm just doing my thing and I'm stayin my lane I ain't outta here chasin the cudo
They like how I switch it, I'm running up digits
I might catch corona I'm one of the sickest
I roll wit da blicky, my shorty be picky, I told her to hold it, we makin a flicky
Get shot like you ricky, if he ever tempt me
This 40 be shittin it's ready to empty
I know that they hatin you niggaz be envy
I'm ready to mark em they thinkin I'm Henry
You thought it was over, I'm comin back at it
I'm tryna be sober I can't be no addict
She throw it back on me so I gotta slap it
Ohh that's yo big homie then why he be lackin
If it's bout my brother you know that I'm crashing
If you see me wit her you know that I'm smashin
She told me she love me I just started laughing
I told her to eat it she just started gagging
Like woah woah, Holon shorty
I be flooded my diamonds New Orleans
I was bussin I'm using the rubbers now I gotta flush it that my kids inna toilet
If you play wit us shit can get ugly
Boy don't make me go call up my cousins
Shoutout Terrance and Titus I love ya
Put yo homie up now they above you
2030 I'm driving a rarri
My lil shorty she look like a Barbie
Inna stomach she walk zombie
Armageddon we strapped like the army
Like my momma I'm naturally charming
I'm the shit someone get me sum sharmen
I be movin I know ima target
He be trappin we creep at the partments
No text back, I'm Onna move
I was trippin I'm back in my groove
Shorty thought we was datin I gave ha a spankin
And told that ho make me some noodles
Ima German, I'm ready to burn em, thought he was gon turn up that nigga a poodle
I'm just doing my thing and I'm stayin my lane I ain't outta here chasin the cudo
They like how I switch it, I'm running up digits
I might catch corona I'm one of the sickest
I roll wit da blicky, my shorty be picky, I told her to hold it, we makin a flicky
Get shot like you ricky, if he ever tempt me
This 40 be shittin it's ready to empty
I know that they hatin you niggaz be envy
I'm ready to mark em they thinkin I'm Henry
Credits
Writer(s): Nashon Smith
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