Outro
That's that sweet talk call me if you need some
I just wanna be home don't care if you need love
You been on my mind idk where that shit came from
Please don't think I'm blind I just need to get a new one
You said I'm insane well you're getting out of shape
Girl you always eating cake put my bag up in the Safe
I didn't wanna go now I'm alone
Yeah I lost Control and now you're done
Bitch yo girl said my wrist icy
She might wanna wife me
Niggas be so grimy
That lil hoe so freaky
There's money on my name
I hope we don't do the same
Niggas switching up for fame
Ask me if I'm gon get paid
Baby please gimme the jwèt
I don't wanna get upset
You told me come to the fèt
Now I'm here You playing chess
All these nigga asking money
I don't know if you gon fold
Yeah I know I'm not the one
But they said you the one who told
Rubber bands with vvs
She said we do not play fair
Gotta bag gadon doulè
Ask me if I came prepared
Got my family on my shoulders
I might have to let it go
Jewelry on my neck
Don't come close you'll catch a cold
All these hoes they talk a lot
Walk around I carry glocks
Took a pill I hear the clock
Niggas slow they smoke the pot
Gotta crush on miss Khalifa
She said boy I'm boutta leave ya
And I know I'm not 18
But I'm living like I'm older
I just wanna be home don't care if you need love
You been on my mind idk where that shit came from
Please don't think I'm blind I just need to get a new one
You said I'm insane well you're getting out of shape
Girl you always eating cake put my bag up in the Safe
I didn't wanna go now I'm alone
Yeah I lost Control and now you're done
Bitch yo girl said my wrist icy
She might wanna wife me
Niggas be so grimy
That lil hoe so freaky
There's money on my name
I hope we don't do the same
Niggas switching up for fame
Ask me if I'm gon get paid
Baby please gimme the jwèt
I don't wanna get upset
You told me come to the fèt
Now I'm here You playing chess
All these nigga asking money
I don't know if you gon fold
Yeah I know I'm not the one
But they said you the one who told
Rubber bands with vvs
She said we do not play fair
Gotta bag gadon doulè
Ask me if I came prepared
Got my family on my shoulders
I might have to let it go
Jewelry on my neck
Don't come close you'll catch a cold
All these hoes they talk a lot
Walk around I carry glocks
Took a pill I hear the clock
Niggas slow they smoke the pot
Gotta crush on miss Khalifa
She said boy I'm boutta leave ya
And I know I'm not 18
But I'm living like I'm older
Credits
Writer(s): Joel Louissaint
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