Mondays
Walk in see the envy in their eyes
Now they talking got them spreading lies
I already told you you shouldn't be surprised
I'm here to stay this world is mine
Another house
Another party
Another shot
Another body
Open doors
Turning heads
Crazy four
Getting wrecked
I'm so fine
You a mess
Back in line
With the pleb
Spark turn to smoke
Every day unprovoked
Getting high never low
She want to ride I tell her go
Flash on clothes off
In the pool with no top
Underwater hands on
It wasn't even planned on
Oh your girls a freak?
It happens so often my count I've forgotten
It's just a monday to me
Your life too mundane I sleep
This ain't what you think
We are in different leagues
You got nothing on me
Get out of the ring
I did not invite you
Woah
I don't even like you
No
I can see your thoughts
You shouldn't even try to
Open doors turning heads
Crazy four getting wrecked
I'm so fine you a mess
Stay in line with the pleb
You behind I'm ahead
Hands up place your bets
Cash out pay your debt
No trace no evidence
Now you're gonna kill me
Are you really though?
Boy you're nothing why you being so bold?
Boy you're tripping why your jeans so low?
Now you running like that nose
Here's a scope go reload
Try again pray and hope
Don't you miss I know I won't
You're playing away I'm right at home
That is not a chain it's a necklace
You are not on my guestlist
Who the fuck you trying to mess with
Now they talking got them spreading lies
I already told you you shouldn't be surprised
I'm here to stay this world is mine
Another house
Another party
Another shot
Another body
Open doors
Turning heads
Crazy four
Getting wrecked
I'm so fine
You a mess
Back in line
With the pleb
Spark turn to smoke
Every day unprovoked
Getting high never low
She want to ride I tell her go
Flash on clothes off
In the pool with no top
Underwater hands on
It wasn't even planned on
Oh your girls a freak?
It happens so often my count I've forgotten
It's just a monday to me
Your life too mundane I sleep
This ain't what you think
We are in different leagues
You got nothing on me
Get out of the ring
I did not invite you
Woah
I don't even like you
No
I can see your thoughts
You shouldn't even try to
Open doors turning heads
Crazy four getting wrecked
I'm so fine you a mess
Stay in line with the pleb
You behind I'm ahead
Hands up place your bets
Cash out pay your debt
No trace no evidence
Now you're gonna kill me
Are you really though?
Boy you're nothing why you being so bold?
Boy you're tripping why your jeans so low?
Now you running like that nose
Here's a scope go reload
Try again pray and hope
Don't you miss I know I won't
You're playing away I'm right at home
That is not a chain it's a necklace
You are not on my guestlist
Who the fuck you trying to mess with
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Writer(s): Isaiah Lee
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