UH UH
(Uh uh, uh)
(Uh uh, uh)
(Uh uh, uh)
(Uh uh, uh)
(Yeah)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
(Yeah)
I get high, off the map
I get lit, lit, lit, lit
Are you mad? Can you stop?
Get off my dick, dick, dick, dick
Spent 4 thousand last night
For the fit, fit, fit, fit
All these broke niggas hating
Make me sick, sick, sick, sick
Are you mad?
(Uh uh, uh)
Are you sad?
(Uh uh, uh)
Bought a bag
(Uh uh, uh)
Think she bad
(Uh uh, uh)
Got you and yours
(Got you and yours)
Check the tag
(Uh uh, uh)
Fuck being broke
(Fuck being broke)
Can't go out sad
(Uh uh, uh)
I got me a bad ass bitch
I swear I wanna kiss her
Flew out to Atlanta
Text be saying that I miss you
Hit her with a heart emoji
Cause she stream my singles
Praise be to the most high
Cause last week I hit 6 figures (Yeah)
Baby I don't know
(And baby I don't know)
Meet me at the show
(Come meet me at the show)
I just hit Heathrow
(I just hit Heathrow)
I just hit Heathrow
(I just hit Heathrow)
Baby said she on me, glue
Closer than my 30 too
Text me asking what we'll do?
Baby I don't know about you
I'm finna count these racks
I'm adding, basic maths
I know you like it like that
Baby, yeah just throw it back, yeah
Gotta match that
And you know me
I hit it right back
I'm off all this actavis
Man, it got me fiending
And I know this lil bitch
Yeah, she tweaking
Baby I don't know
(And baby I don't know)
Meet me at the show
(Come meet me at the show)
I just hit Heathrow
(I just hit Heathrow)
I just hit Heathrow
(I just hit Heathrow)
(Uh uh, uh)
(Uh uh, uh)
(Uh uh, uh)
(Yeah)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
(Yeah)
I get high, off the map
I get lit, lit, lit, lit
Are you mad? Can you stop?
Get off my dick, dick, dick, dick
Spent 4 thousand last night
For the fit, fit, fit, fit
All these broke niggas hating
Make me sick, sick, sick, sick
Are you mad?
(Uh uh, uh)
Are you sad?
(Uh uh, uh)
Bought a bag
(Uh uh, uh)
Think she bad
(Uh uh, uh)
Got you and yours
(Got you and yours)
Check the tag
(Uh uh, uh)
Fuck being broke
(Fuck being broke)
Can't go out sad
(Uh uh, uh)
I got me a bad ass bitch
I swear I wanna kiss her
Flew out to Atlanta
Text be saying that I miss you
Hit her with a heart emoji
Cause she stream my singles
Praise be to the most high
Cause last week I hit 6 figures (Yeah)
Baby I don't know
(And baby I don't know)
Meet me at the show
(Come meet me at the show)
I just hit Heathrow
(I just hit Heathrow)
I just hit Heathrow
(I just hit Heathrow)
Baby said she on me, glue
Closer than my 30 too
Text me asking what we'll do?
Baby I don't know about you
I'm finna count these racks
I'm adding, basic maths
I know you like it like that
Baby, yeah just throw it back, yeah
Gotta match that
And you know me
I hit it right back
I'm off all this actavis
Man, it got me fiending
And I know this lil bitch
Yeah, she tweaking
Baby I don't know
(And baby I don't know)
Meet me at the show
(Come meet me at the show)
I just hit Heathrow
(I just hit Heathrow)
I just hit Heathrow
(I just hit Heathrow)
Credits
Writer(s): Eden Frvr
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