285
Boh the label
Mhm mhm
I just want to know
Is we gone slide in the night time
I can do a 100 flying down 285
And it's still fuck your boyfriend you ain't gotta hide
Know I keep that Glizzy tuck it's right by my side
Just buckle up I'm a take you for a ride
They see you happy but you hurt inside
And you going through depression want to commit suicide
Then your lover left you now you want to just cry
Just like cancer I was dying inside
Say that they got you but we know they all lied
I'll never turn my back on them Benjamin's
Cause for the love of that money you'll commit a sin
It's the route of all evil I just want to win
Just like a hand when I was down broke they ain't want to lend
And I can keep a secret this shit just like jewels
This ain't the nba but baby I can pick and choose
Is we gone slide in the night time
I can do a 100 flying down 285
And it's still fuck your boyfriend you ain't gotta hide
Know I keep that Glizzy tuck it's right by my side
I just wanna know if I can call you and confide
If you set the rules girl I promise I'll abide
You was my Bonnie and you knew I was your Clyde
When I'm putting in work just like a car you my drive
And I promise I'll never lie
You brought me down and it hurt my pride
You said things you shouldn't say and girl so did I
Every since you left I been smoking Zy zy
All these bitches want me I just tell them nah nah
If I blow up rapping you the one that made me fly
And I got your back until I'm in the fucking sky
And I apologize for all the times I'm made you cry
See me out in public like t money I'm so shy(Shy)
You ain't going nowhere heart for sell I'm a buy
We up 1 on the opps it can't be no tie
If it ain't bout no chicken no I can't reply
Nah nah no I can't reply
Oh my my
I'm so fly fly
Yeah yeah
Last verse got to be better than my last verse
Saint Patrick they think I'm a ghost like Casper
You got to hear what I'm saying like the pastor
We put cheese on his head like a packer
Before she threw up I knew she was a gagger
And I'm in my bad so I had to bag her
I been it but you know I had to tag her
And I'm upset on this beat that's a dagger
Is we gone slide in the night time
I can do a 100 flying down 285
And it's still fuck your boyfriend you ain't gotta hide
Know I keep that Glizzy tuck it's right by my side
Boh yeah yeah
Boh the label
Boh the label
Mhm mhm
I just want to know
Is we gone slide in the night time
I can do a 100 flying down 285
And it's still fuck your boyfriend you ain't gotta hide
Know I keep that Glizzy tuck it's right by my side
Just buckle up I'm a take you for a ride
They see you happy but you hurt inside
And you going through depression want to commit suicide
Then your lover left you now you want to just cry
Just like cancer I was dying inside
Say that they got you but we know they all lied
I'll never turn my back on them Benjamin's
Cause for the love of that money you'll commit a sin
It's the route of all evil I just want to win
Just like a hand when I was down broke they ain't want to lend
And I can keep a secret this shit just like jewels
This ain't the nba but baby I can pick and choose
Is we gone slide in the night time
I can do a 100 flying down 285
And it's still fuck your boyfriend you ain't gotta hide
Know I keep that Glizzy tuck it's right by my side
I just wanna know if I can call you and confide
If you set the rules girl I promise I'll abide
You was my Bonnie and you knew I was your Clyde
When I'm putting in work just like a car you my drive
And I promise I'll never lie
You brought me down and it hurt my pride
You said things you shouldn't say and girl so did I
Every since you left I been smoking Zy zy
All these bitches want me I just tell them nah nah
If I blow up rapping you the one that made me fly
And I got your back until I'm in the fucking sky
And I apologize for all the times I'm made you cry
See me out in public like t money I'm so shy(Shy)
You ain't going nowhere heart for sell I'm a buy
We up 1 on the opps it can't be no tie
If it ain't bout no chicken no I can't reply
Nah nah no I can't reply
Oh my my
I'm so fly fly
Yeah yeah
Last verse got to be better than my last verse
Saint Patrick they think I'm a ghost like Casper
You got to hear what I'm saying like the pastor
We put cheese on his head like a packer
Before she threw up I knew she was a gagger
And I'm in my bad so I had to bag her
I been it but you know I had to tag her
And I'm upset on this beat that's a dagger
Is we gone slide in the night time
I can do a 100 flying down 285
And it's still fuck your boyfriend you ain't gotta hide
Know I keep that Glizzy tuck it's right by my side
Boh yeah yeah
Boh the label
Boh the label
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Writer(s): Timothy Jackson
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