Nobody

She from the past, old body
Who got my swag, nobody
Overcast on my shirt, whatchu know about it?
I pull up to this bitch and I go out it
Golden chain on my neck, no Dorado
She make it clap, told her, "Bravo!"
Baby, let's go, vamos
Getting rich, now I'm feeling like Quato

Who are you to tell me that I'll never make it?
Who are you to tell me I'm not amazing?
You wasn't there when I was balling on the pavement
Get blocked you faking, going up, can't keep on waiting
Time flies, so I'm always tryna live it up with my guys
Let's catch a vibe, vibe, don't feel the pressure when I'm in the limelight
She wanna take it fast, but I'm tryna move slow
Feel like Kid LAROI, go, go, go, go, go, go

She from the past, old body
Who got my swag, nobody
Overcast on my shirt, whatchu know about it?
I pull up to this bitch and I go out it
Golden chain on my neck, no Dorado
She make it clap, told her, "Bravo!"
Baby, let's go, vamos
Getting rich, now I'm feeling like Quato

30K in a week, check my numbers, sheesh
It's like I'm turning into a beast, got listeners up in Belize
I don't care what you believe, I got proof you can see
And I put that on my brothers, I'ma make history
I hope you never a stranger, one-off in the chamber
One thought, I'm in danger, I need you to do me a favor
I need you to keep me in check, need to make sure that my mind's right
'Cause it can turn into a warzone, I get way too caught up in my life

She from the past, old body
Who got my swag, nobody
Overcast on my shirt, whatchu know about it?
I pull up to this bitch and I go out it
Golden chain on my neck, no Dorado
She make it clap, told her, "Bravo!"
Baby, let's go, vamos
Getting rich, now I'm feeling like Quato



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Writer(s): Matthew Grimaldi
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