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Lay off
I do this my way, dawg
Watch me get my cake up
While she do her makeup (Yeah)
Run to the bucks
Bitch ass nigga, I don't need no luck
Got my laptop in my bag
I got trees stuck in the tuck
I still got green, I still got bucks
I'm what she need, I'm what she want
She like the song, it's on repeat
I'm never sleep, I'm never up
I ain't even make it out the house
T-shirt, that is not a blouse
Call me when the deed is done
She's stuck when I'm not around
Don't think too much
Just eat your lunch
My bitch think I'm Rick James
I sung when the brick came
That's an in-between, uh...
That was just a quick thing
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This shit like a relay
They like, "have you seen that?"
I said, "uh uh, I have not"
I said, "did we need that?"
Sprout some wings and fly away
Clouds are powdering my face
I was riding on the breeze
I surrendered to the pace
This ain't what you want
This is what you need
We can make it both
We can make it three
Do I get a vote?
Is it only me?
Do I got some hope?
Or is it my destiny?
Take it to a world that's not mine
Always got my hands up
I think I can stop time
I gave you a chance, bruh
I gave her the hotline
Every day is Saturday
They be choosing madder ways
So they having sadder days
They here 'cause they match the wave
They still on the other side
Shit feel like a masquerade
They just tryna mask the rage
If that's the case, they don't advertise
And that's okay
Just know that I see you
And I wouldn't want to be you
Bitch, I still been on the move
You make the wrong one, ima crease you
You fucking on a Bonquisha
Don't want your bitch, no, I don't need her
You can keep her
Dot my I's and cross my T's up
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Hey, this shit sound like "what"
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Lay off
I do this my way, dawg
Watch me get my cake up
While she do her makeup (Yeah)
Run to the bucks
Bitch ass nigga, I don't need no luck
Got my laptop in my bag
I got trees stuck in the tuck
I still got green, I still got bucks
I'm what she need, I'm what she want
She like the song, it's on repeat
I'm never sleep, I'm never up
I ain't even make it out the house
T-shirt, that is not a blouse
Call me when the deed is done
She's stuck when I'm not around
Don't think too much
Just eat your lunch
My bitch think I'm Rick James
I sung when the brick came
That's an in-between, uh...
That was just a quick thing
This shit sound like "what"
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This shit sound like "what"
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Hey, this shit sound like "what"
This shit sound like "what"
This shit sound like "what"
This shit sound like "what"
This shit like a relay
They like, "have you seen that?"
I said, "uh uh, I have not"
I said, "did we need that?"
Sprout some wings and fly away
Clouds are powdering my face
I was riding on the breeze
I surrendered to the pace
This ain't what you want
This is what you need
We can make it both
We can make it three
Do I get a vote?
Is it only me?
Do I got some hope?
Or is it my destiny?
Take it to a world that's not mine
Always got my hands up
I think I can stop time
I gave you a chance, bruh
I gave her the hotline
Every day is Saturday
They be choosing madder ways
So they having sadder days
They here 'cause they match the wave
They still on the other side
Shit feel like a masquerade
They just tryna mask the rage
If that's the case, they don't advertise
And that's okay
Just know that I see you
And I wouldn't want to be you
Bitch, I still been on the move
You make the wrong one, ima crease you
You fucking on a Bonquisha
Don't want your bitch, no, I don't need her
You can keep her
Dot my I's and cross my T's up
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This shit sound like "what"
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Hey, this shit sound like "what"
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Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Mcleod
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