you*
My day start with (you)
My day end with (you)
Everything is (you)
Everything is (you)
My day start with (you)
My day end with (you)
Everything is...
Everything is...
Lil' mama bad like Michael
I'm in different time zones
Kiss me through my iPhone
I wrote you a haiku
Damn I'm not her type though
Wish that was a typo
I know that's the cycle
But this loves all that I know
All I see is
When I'm dreaming
All I see is
My day start with (you)
My day end with (you)
Everything is (you)
Everything is (you)
My day start with (you)
My day end with (you)
Everything is (you)
Everything is (you)
Shawty gimme top while I milly rock
Used to bust in socks, now I drop a top
You a fuckin op all you do is talk
Everyone a op til you fuckin pop
Alexander wang
Ice up in my chain
Fendi spending extra change
Trynna numb the pain
Plenty, plenty, on my plate
Why you went away?
Really had your back but I couldn't make you stay
Aye
Cop me some Maison Margiela huh
That shit it make me feel better huh
I got no time for vendetta huh
Me myself and all my chedder
I hit the bank
I'm smoking dank
Don't give a fuck if you cut in my lane
I got a range
Big body tank
I'm cleaning up and you like like a stain bitch
Lane switch
Aye
I just fucked your main bitch
Hey bitch
Can you please make me a sandwich?
A-list
I eat booty like it ain't shit
(I eat booty like it ain't shit)
My day end with (you)
Everything is (you)
Everything is (you)
My day start with (you)
My day end with (you)
Everything is...
Everything is...
Lil' mama bad like Michael
I'm in different time zones
Kiss me through my iPhone
I wrote you a haiku
Damn I'm not her type though
Wish that was a typo
I know that's the cycle
But this loves all that I know
All I see is
When I'm dreaming
All I see is
My day start with (you)
My day end with (you)
Everything is (you)
Everything is (you)
My day start with (you)
My day end with (you)
Everything is (you)
Everything is (you)
Shawty gimme top while I milly rock
Used to bust in socks, now I drop a top
You a fuckin op all you do is talk
Everyone a op til you fuckin pop
Alexander wang
Ice up in my chain
Fendi spending extra change
Trynna numb the pain
Plenty, plenty, on my plate
Why you went away?
Really had your back but I couldn't make you stay
Aye
Cop me some Maison Margiela huh
That shit it make me feel better huh
I got no time for vendetta huh
Me myself and all my chedder
I hit the bank
I'm smoking dank
Don't give a fuck if you cut in my lane
I got a range
Big body tank
I'm cleaning up and you like like a stain bitch
Lane switch
Aye
I just fucked your main bitch
Hey bitch
Can you please make me a sandwich?
A-list
I eat booty like it ain't shit
(I eat booty like it ain't shit)
Credits
Writer(s): Steven Kruger
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