Wtw

What's the word?

What's the fuckin word

Feel

Ain't gotta
Aye, head over head over

Started off as close friends
He my lil baby now and I'm in the deep end
Heard about how I be playing and how I treat men
Rotate em everyday, ducking on the weekends

Ahh shit I'm doing bad, ooh
Got wild options but I'm mad for you
Every body else starting to look wack
Truth is I ain't into cutting niggas slack
Baby if you fuckin with me gotta have my back
I done came up
Got my name up
They expected me to stay the same
I changed up
Ain't no capping ho I know the game
Caught the lay up
I been sleeping on these niggas but for you I stay up
Huh

Know what you got baby I am a diamond
He move when I say so my name isn't Simon
I'm upping the pressure, fuck up bitch it's heightened
I told y'all I'm bat shit, my bolts isn't tightened

Are you committed?
I don't need a nigga that's giving me distance

Laying with bitches?
Boy I'm not the one body you and ya mistress

I could adore you or I could abhor you
You give me your heart and I show you I'm loyal
I shit on these niggas I see em as toilets
And you could be one of them soon as you soil it
Is you shittin'?

Deal

Fuckinnnn

Are you committed?
I don't need a nigga that's giving me distance

Laying with bitches?
Boy I'm not the one body you and ya mistress

I could adore you or I could abhor you
You give me your heart and I show you I'm loyal
I shit on these niggas I see em as toilets
And you could be one of them soon as you soil it

If you wanna make shit official I'm widdit
But tell all them bitches that I'm not they business
Just know you belong to me long as I'm hitting
I dare you to fuck up, lil nigga I'm spinning

I'm spinning like I wasn't raised right
Poppin on niggas till I get my brain right
I was just chilling, you came in my lane
I'm against ya pursuit if I end up in pain
Make it a mission to upgrade from the last nigga, once I'm keeping it pushing
Know I be dipping they mundane, claim he over me but I know he be looking
Bitch I'm a chef in the lab I be cooking
Ho I got bars and I'm not in the bookings
I know he gangsta, i turn him to pudding
It's clipped for these bitches once i get my foot in

I run up a bag like I get on a nerve cuz the shit is habitual
Respect the curve (
They be all on my back cuz i play with the words, so I got a big ego, a hell of a bird
If you dealing with me then you follow my terms
I'm packing you up if you causing concern
Ten toe hoe, been standing firm
Gucci without them like, when will they learn?

Are you committed?
I don't need a nigga that's giving me distance

Laying with bitches?
Boy I'm not the one body you and ya mistress

I could adore you or I could abhor you
You give me your heart and I show you I'm loyal
I shit on these niggas I see em as toilets
And you could be one of them soon as you soil it

Deal
Fuckinnnn

Ain't gotta
Aye, head over head over

What's the word

What's the word



Credits
Writer(s): Sara Fernández
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