Mayday

This plane is crashing
I'm yelling mayday, baby (Yeah)
You're made of plastic, always overreacting
Always for reactions, and imma go subtract it
My money always addin'
I got me a new chick that be calling me like Jasmine
X's and them O's, I don't wanna know what's happenin'
Brody told me slow me, or I'll end up in a casket
Money in the basket

Told her this plane crashin'
I'm yelling mayday, baby
You're made of plastic, and ain't no way you play me
I guess we cool back then
You made me block my friends
I guess we met our ends, love
Flipped me again, I'm off that Whitney once again
The devil's slit me once again
I got that Colgate, give me sloppy toppy riding in the benz
I got no time for us, nobody to fight for us
Might not need your type to love, so tell me what's the sight for us?
Shorty screaming, Mayday, Mayday! Can I be your lady, lady?

This plane is crashing I'm yelling mayday baby
You made of plastic, always overreacting
Always for reactions, and I'mma go subtract it
My money always addin'
I got me a new chick that be calling me like Jasmine
X's and them O's, I don't wanna know what's happenin'
Brodie told me slow me or I'll end up in a casket
Money in the basket
Told her this plane crashin'
I'm yelling mayday baby
You made of plastic
And ain't no way you play me

I guess we cool back then
I guess we cook back then
I guess we cook back then
I'm yelling mayday (baby)



Credits
Writer(s): Pablo M Andreu, Jared Mastronardi, Frederik Gamst Terkildsen
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