All of This

All of this shit might turn me mad
She wants new shoes
And she wants new bags
But will she stay if a man gets bagged
Remember days doing ten toes cabs
Probably wouldn't know cos I hardly snap
Living my life no time for stories
She said men are trash
But she only wanna call me when she's horny

All of this shit might drive me loco coco
Brobro got it in a chokehold
Brown and boujee sweet little cutie
Bitch you can have it all like jojo
Treat you like a obo baby
I love it when you do it in slow mo
I love it when you do it in slow mo
All of this badmind think that its sad mind
Bringing them bad vibes
But I still brought it
More time humble the fake gon crumble
But if it gets mad then you caused it silly
The whole of the ends are lawless
Full up with cats and the traps still calling
Fraudsters ballers dealers and orders

All of this shit might turn me mad
She wants new shoes
And she wants new bags
But will she stay if a man gets bagged
Remember days doing ten toes cabs
Probably wouldnt know cos I hardly snap
Living my life no time for stories
She said men are trash
But she only wanna call me when shes horny

She said men are trash stop
Baby just give me that nash
Once upon a time she didnt have no feelings na
Now shes all inner my bags
Different coke got it all in my hands
Strawberry sweet wanna give you this jam
I need me a break but i need more bands
Deliveroo I got food on the move
Cant rest little boo even though that you cute
You want you some shoes but you must be confused
I'm still in the jungle the place that I grew
We was doubling up turning one into two
We was blending the sauce we was juicing the juice
We had holes in our shoes now theres hoes in the coupe

All of this shit might turn me mad
She wants new shoes
And she wants new bags
But will she stay if a man gets bagged
Girl its easy to love me now
But what if I don't have a pound would you stick around
Girl its easy to love me now
But what if I don't have a pound hold it down
Would you stick around

Nah i cant pay for your weave
But i'll grip it and leave
Kiss on the cheek back in a week
All of this shit might turn her mad
But she calming down you when give her this d
On my mind its cash and food food and cash
The feens want snacks
I'm still about in the local trap
Missed call ring ring can't phone her back
Now shes vexing but I just lost the pack and im stressin
All of these sins I pray for my blessings
Would you stick like glue
Or would you go deal with a different yute
Shawty a lil baddie but I can't pop smoke for you
Would you stick like glue
Or would you go deal with a different yute
Shawty a lil baddie but i cant pop smoke for you

All of this shit might turn me mad
She wants new shoes
And she wants new bags
But will she stay if a man gets bagged
Remember days doing ten toes cabs
Probably wouldnt know cos I hardly snap
Living my life no time for stories
She said men are trash
But she only wanna call me when shes horny



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Writer(s): J Bell
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