Frown
Tell the bitch she can go to hell
She'll be running right back
(Right back)
I been on my grind
Don't try to fight back
(Like that)
Pockets so swole
Still wouldn't give her shit
Neck so froze
Put it right in her clit
They call it a bird
Cuz you put it in the air
My lyrics all slurred
Man I don't even care
You know my bars hitting hard
Like bombs in Iran
Not gonna stop
Til i make it to the top
Everybody telling me that record gon flop
They don't even know that i'm working nonstop
Man I gotta eat so I gotta kill a beat
Tell me she don't cheat
But she does it on the low
Asked her who her mans
She told me she don't know
Then i make the bands
And she asks where'd he go
Bitch i hope you drown
You couldn't keep a secret
I love the way you frown
It makes me wanna keep it
Bitch I hope you drown
You couldn't keep a secret
Love has been found
You go until you reach it
Smother me with honesty
Most of you are wannabes
Shocked by your modesty
Hiding your hypocrisy
This where I wanna be
Accepting no apology
Modern day technology
Dropping outta colleges
All the broken promises
Destroying all my confidence
A bottle with no tolerances
Raiding all the continents
Take it to the top
No time to fuck around
Not gonna stop
Don't you make another sound
You're just a prop
And a motherfucking clown
Your girl gave me top
And i put her on a throne
She don't got a job
But she wanna get a gown
Her tires all blown
But she don't back down
And you know how i like it when she frown
She'll be running right back
(Right back)
I been on my grind
Don't try to fight back
(Like that)
Pockets so swole
Still wouldn't give her shit
Neck so froze
Put it right in her clit
They call it a bird
Cuz you put it in the air
My lyrics all slurred
Man I don't even care
You know my bars hitting hard
Like bombs in Iran
Not gonna stop
Til i make it to the top
Everybody telling me that record gon flop
They don't even know that i'm working nonstop
Man I gotta eat so I gotta kill a beat
Tell me she don't cheat
But she does it on the low
Asked her who her mans
She told me she don't know
Then i make the bands
And she asks where'd he go
Bitch i hope you drown
You couldn't keep a secret
I love the way you frown
It makes me wanna keep it
Bitch I hope you drown
You couldn't keep a secret
Love has been found
You go until you reach it
Smother me with honesty
Most of you are wannabes
Shocked by your modesty
Hiding your hypocrisy
This where I wanna be
Accepting no apology
Modern day technology
Dropping outta colleges
All the broken promises
Destroying all my confidence
A bottle with no tolerances
Raiding all the continents
Take it to the top
No time to fuck around
Not gonna stop
Don't you make another sound
You're just a prop
And a motherfucking clown
Your girl gave me top
And i put her on a throne
She don't got a job
But she wanna get a gown
Her tires all blown
But she don't back down
And you know how i like it when she frown
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Albayyat
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