Supposed to Do
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I just hit my ex bitch with a drunk text
I just hit my next bitch with some drunk sex
I can't fall in love with you through a latex
I catch flights not feelings, I just left LAX
Bitch I'm from the Eastside, I went way West
I brought all my dogs with me, but ain't no pets
Cause that's what you supposed to do
That's what you supposed to do
I been social distancing
Can't get that close to you
Get in yo bag, not yo feelings
Don't be emotional
Stack that cash to the ceiling
That's what you supposed to do
That's what you supposed to do
This how you supposed to flex
Cause you was supposed to lose
Paper tag, no tint just so they notice you
I guess I'm supposed to choose
But I want both of you
This shit was overdue
I just went over you
This shit feel soulful
She just came over and parked by my rover
We fucked on the sofa
And neither one of us was sober
Helped her put her clothes on, I call that closure
You can't stay over
I seen her out with her man, I act like I ain't know her
Cause that's what you supposed to do
That's what you supposed to do
I been social distancing
Can't get that close to you
Get in yo bag, not yo feelings
Don't be emotional
Stack that cash to the ceiling
That's what you supposed to do
That's what you supposed to do
You supposed to put your bros on while you winning
You supposed to save up way more than you spending
You supposed to fuck her, but you supposed to wrap it up
Boy I hope you don't get trapped by these women
You supposed to drink until you get that feeling
You supposed to stand there while you tryna blend in
You supposed to ride with it
Don't get caught slipping
We supposed to die so I got busy living
That's what you supposed to do
You don't know if your own ni... hating on you
Watch the ones close to you
I came from nothing, now this shit global
I'm finna ride this wave until it's over
Cause that's what you supposed to do
That's what you supposed to do
I been social distancing
Can't get that close to you
Get in yo bag, not yo feelings
Don't be emotional
Stack that cash to the ceiling
That's what you supposed to do
That's what you supposed to do (Supposed to do)
(I can't fall in love with you through a latex)
(I just hit my ex bitch with a drunk text)
(I just hit my next bitch with some drunk sex)
I just hit my ex bitch with a drunk text
I just hit my next bitch with some drunk sex
I can't fall in love with you through a latex
I catch flights not feelings, I just left LAX
Bitch I'm from the Eastside, I went way West
I brought all my dogs with me, but ain't no pets
Cause that's what you supposed to do
That's what you supposed to do
I been social distancing
Can't get that close to you
Get in yo bag, not yo feelings
Don't be emotional
Stack that cash to the ceiling
That's what you supposed to do
That's what you supposed to do
This how you supposed to flex
Cause you was supposed to lose
Paper tag, no tint just so they notice you
I guess I'm supposed to choose
But I want both of you
This shit was overdue
I just went over you
This shit feel soulful
She just came over and parked by my rover
We fucked on the sofa
And neither one of us was sober
Helped her put her clothes on, I call that closure
You can't stay over
I seen her out with her man, I act like I ain't know her
Cause that's what you supposed to do
That's what you supposed to do
I been social distancing
Can't get that close to you
Get in yo bag, not yo feelings
Don't be emotional
Stack that cash to the ceiling
That's what you supposed to do
That's what you supposed to do
You supposed to put your bros on while you winning
You supposed to save up way more than you spending
You supposed to fuck her, but you supposed to wrap it up
Boy I hope you don't get trapped by these women
You supposed to drink until you get that feeling
You supposed to stand there while you tryna blend in
You supposed to ride with it
Don't get caught slipping
We supposed to die so I got busy living
That's what you supposed to do
You don't know if your own ni... hating on you
Watch the ones close to you
I came from nothing, now this shit global
I'm finna ride this wave until it's over
Cause that's what you supposed to do
That's what you supposed to do
I been social distancing
Can't get that close to you
Get in yo bag, not yo feelings
Don't be emotional
Stack that cash to the ceiling
That's what you supposed to do
That's what you supposed to do (Supposed to do)
(I can't fall in love with you through a latex)
(I just hit my ex bitch with a drunk text)
(I just hit my next bitch with some drunk sex)
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Writer(s): Phillip Stokes
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