My Worst
Trailer, trail, uh, uh
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Hold up please
Shit, you fuckin' up my steeds
Think you get me out of pocket, you must not know who I be
Pushin' P, Mr. Finger, fuckin' tongue her if she sweet
Pussy tastes so close to water, need 200 cents at least
Look at me, brain full of bars, manhood full of seed
I've been sharpenin' my pen for weeks, shit, I've been quarantined
Mix the weed with the idle time and my mind at its peak
I be a problem for the week, let me break it down (go ahead)
Ay, I can't stand you niggas hatin', yeah, you mediocre (you mediocre)
Shawty knows and see the weakness in a nigga's soul (they see it too)
Speakin' of, listen, she been on more than my phone (it's true though)
She grab my meat stick, and she treat it like Rhodesia
Funny, she mad that I forgot her name
Girl, I ain't know it in the first place
But she could never be mad at me
(I mean, if we bein' honest)
She want a nigga in the worst way
You couldn't beat me at my worst (you couldn't, you couldn't)
You couldn't see me on my worst day
No, I'm not sayin' I'm the best ever (I can't even lie)
But you should listen what your girls say (I'm a nigga though)
You couldn't beat me at my worst (you couldn't, you couldn't)
You couldn't see me on my worst day
No, I'm not sayin' it's a competition (fuckin' competition)
But tell your shawty, I'm in first place
My bad, she ain't want it serious with you (you)
But it's cool, we don't judge her though
She standin' in her truth (truth)
Overproof, Ryan asked, you got me feelin' in a mood (mood)
Mix that with rubbin' on my thigh
The fuck you think I'm finna do?
Ay, I'm gettin' money on my days off (gettin')
Like shit, it's not even a Thursday
She see me lookin' like what I been countin', and
She want a nigga in the worst way
You couldn't beat me at my worst (you couldn't, you couldn't)
You couldn't see me on my worst day (never)
No, I'm not sayin' I'm the best ever (best ever)
But you should listen what your girls say
You couldn't beat me at my worst
You couldn't see me on my worst day
No, I'm not sayin' it's a competition (fuckin' competition)
But tell your shawty, I'm in first place
Ay, ay, ay, ay
But tell your shawty, I'm in first place
But tell your shawty, I'm in first place
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Hold up please
Shit, you fuckin' up my steeds
Think you get me out of pocket, you must not know who I be
Pushin' P, Mr. Finger, fuckin' tongue her if she sweet
Pussy tastes so close to water, need 200 cents at least
Look at me, brain full of bars, manhood full of seed
I've been sharpenin' my pen for weeks, shit, I've been quarantined
Mix the weed with the idle time and my mind at its peak
I be a problem for the week, let me break it down (go ahead)
Ay, I can't stand you niggas hatin', yeah, you mediocre (you mediocre)
Shawty knows and see the weakness in a nigga's soul (they see it too)
Speakin' of, listen, she been on more than my phone (it's true though)
She grab my meat stick, and she treat it like Rhodesia
Funny, she mad that I forgot her name
Girl, I ain't know it in the first place
But she could never be mad at me
(I mean, if we bein' honest)
She want a nigga in the worst way
You couldn't beat me at my worst (you couldn't, you couldn't)
You couldn't see me on my worst day
No, I'm not sayin' I'm the best ever (I can't even lie)
But you should listen what your girls say (I'm a nigga though)
You couldn't beat me at my worst (you couldn't, you couldn't)
You couldn't see me on my worst day
No, I'm not sayin' it's a competition (fuckin' competition)
But tell your shawty, I'm in first place
My bad, she ain't want it serious with you (you)
But it's cool, we don't judge her though
She standin' in her truth (truth)
Overproof, Ryan asked, you got me feelin' in a mood (mood)
Mix that with rubbin' on my thigh
The fuck you think I'm finna do?
Ay, I'm gettin' money on my days off (gettin')
Like shit, it's not even a Thursday
She see me lookin' like what I been countin', and
She want a nigga in the worst way
You couldn't beat me at my worst (you couldn't, you couldn't)
You couldn't see me on my worst day (never)
No, I'm not sayin' I'm the best ever (best ever)
But you should listen what your girls say
You couldn't beat me at my worst
You couldn't see me on my worst day
No, I'm not sayin' it's a competition (fuckin' competition)
But tell your shawty, I'm in first place
Ay, ay, ay, ay
But tell your shawty, I'm in first place
But tell your shawty, I'm in first place
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Writer(s): Tristan Geddes
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