It's Up
I just stopped giving a fuck woah
I just said fuck what it was oh
I just stopped giving a fuck woah
I just said fuck what it was oh
She gonna lie on me
What I gotta be
An anomally
Girl come fuck on me
She said uber me, let's do uber eats
Got me working hard
Like it's two of me
The dichotomy
In my Acne jeans
No no I'm not trynna link
No no I'm not trynna link
And she wanna sing a song to me like R&B
And she wonder why, why, why, why oh
Let me call back up yea
If she gonna act up yea
Its not a challenge
I always had it
I do backflips, she wet like a patek huh
Walk in the palace
Like its a pageant
Addicted to cabbage
Addicted to green huh huh
In this tier huh
Tell me that its up
I just stopped giving a fuck woah
I just said fuck what it was oh
I just stopped giving a fuck woah
I just said fuck what it was oh
I just stopped giving a fuck woah
I just said fuck what it was oh
I just stopped giving a fuck woah
I just said fuck what it was oh
What he say, what he say
I'm a let you have it
We don't do none of that
She gon run up your tab
After I blow her back
Yea, yea
I just said fuck what it was oh
I just stopped giving a fuck woah
I just said fuck what it was oh
She gonna lie on me
What I gotta be
An anomally
Girl come fuck on me
She said uber me, let's do uber eats
Got me working hard
Like it's two of me
The dichotomy
In my Acne jeans
No no I'm not trynna link
No no I'm not trynna link
And she wanna sing a song to me like R&B
And she wonder why, why, why, why oh
Let me call back up yea
If she gonna act up yea
Its not a challenge
I always had it
I do backflips, she wet like a patek huh
Walk in the palace
Like its a pageant
Addicted to cabbage
Addicted to green huh huh
In this tier huh
Tell me that its up
I just stopped giving a fuck woah
I just said fuck what it was oh
I just stopped giving a fuck woah
I just said fuck what it was oh
I just stopped giving a fuck woah
I just said fuck what it was oh
I just stopped giving a fuck woah
I just said fuck what it was oh
What he say, what he say
I'm a let you have it
We don't do none of that
She gon run up your tab
After I blow her back
Yea, yea
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Writer(s): Pryce Watkins
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