No Tomorrow
I just copped a big of that gelato
I'ma go and run these numbers up like no tomorrow
Pull up in that skrrt, skrrt, El Dorado
I be in the wind, baby I'll hit you tomorrow
AP on my wrist, chill
You ain't gang gang gang, you ain't even real
Gotta have a bag, I ain't no cheap thrill
Hopped up on a flight, baby I ain't in my feels
They know I'm the truth
When I'm pulling up, I'm bullet proof
I don't even care bout all the rules
I be Chris Brown with the moves
Got em like damn baby, how you doin baby when I'm stepping in the room
I don't look at nobody paper
I be locked in on what I do
When that pressure hit, tell OG is you going to ride
I was made for this, you can see that look up in my eye
VVS's in my teeth so when you when me I'm going to shine
Always something up my sleeve so when you see me get that
I just copped a big of that gelato
I'ma go and run these numbers up like no tomorrow
Pull up in that skrrt, skrrt, El Dorado
I be in the wind, baby I'll hit you tomorrow
Hop in the car loser, because we're going shopping
I can't fall in love because it's way toxic
Got that boom box for every time I'm bopping
I got a couple goons just to get it popping
I don't wanna link and I ain't tryna chop it
Tryna go against me and you need to stop it
People listening like I'm a prophet
People listening like I'm a prophet
Look at my clothes
Look at the way that I'm rocking the shows
I don't like little, no sir I be doing the most
I love to party, if you kick it with me then everything goes
I am a Barbie, married Ken and I'm pimping his hoes
When that pressure hit, tell OG is you going to ride
I was made for this, you can see that look up in my eye
VVS's in my teeth so when you when me I'm going to shine
Always something up my sleeve so when you see me get that
I just copped a big of that gelato
I'ma go and run these numbers up like no tomorrow
Pull up in that skrrt, skrrt, El Dorado
I be in the wind, baby I'll hit you tomorrow
I just copped a big of that gelato
I'ma go and run these numbers up like no tomorrow
Pull up in that skrrt, skrrt, El Dorado
I be in the wind, baby I'll hit you tomorrow
I'ma go and run these numbers up like no tomorrow
Pull up in that skrrt, skrrt, El Dorado
I be in the wind, baby I'll hit you tomorrow
AP on my wrist, chill
You ain't gang gang gang, you ain't even real
Gotta have a bag, I ain't no cheap thrill
Hopped up on a flight, baby I ain't in my feels
They know I'm the truth
When I'm pulling up, I'm bullet proof
I don't even care bout all the rules
I be Chris Brown with the moves
Got em like damn baby, how you doin baby when I'm stepping in the room
I don't look at nobody paper
I be locked in on what I do
When that pressure hit, tell OG is you going to ride
I was made for this, you can see that look up in my eye
VVS's in my teeth so when you when me I'm going to shine
Always something up my sleeve so when you see me get that
I just copped a big of that gelato
I'ma go and run these numbers up like no tomorrow
Pull up in that skrrt, skrrt, El Dorado
I be in the wind, baby I'll hit you tomorrow
Hop in the car loser, because we're going shopping
I can't fall in love because it's way toxic
Got that boom box for every time I'm bopping
I got a couple goons just to get it popping
I don't wanna link and I ain't tryna chop it
Tryna go against me and you need to stop it
People listening like I'm a prophet
People listening like I'm a prophet
Look at my clothes
Look at the way that I'm rocking the shows
I don't like little, no sir I be doing the most
I love to party, if you kick it with me then everything goes
I am a Barbie, married Ken and I'm pimping his hoes
When that pressure hit, tell OG is you going to ride
I was made for this, you can see that look up in my eye
VVS's in my teeth so when you when me I'm going to shine
Always something up my sleeve so when you see me get that
I just copped a big of that gelato
I'ma go and run these numbers up like no tomorrow
Pull up in that skrrt, skrrt, El Dorado
I be in the wind, baby I'll hit you tomorrow
I just copped a big of that gelato
I'ma go and run these numbers up like no tomorrow
Pull up in that skrrt, skrrt, El Dorado
I be in the wind, baby I'll hit you tomorrow
Credits
Writer(s): Stephane Lo Jacono, Leo Eli, Myariah Summers
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