$Hordie
Yeah i'm lookin for a shordie we gon' run it up (run it up)
We gon' run it up
Match my moves lil mama we gon' get a buck
We gon' get a buck
Okay we two bag chasers all about the money
I think you cute lil shordie I been feelin' you
You look good without makeup, in ya work clothes too
Yea i'm tryna get the bag witcha
Buy you a bag shordie
Who you wit?
Whats the deal?
Yeah I think you kinda fly
Caught my eye hard from the very first time
Issa wrap
I'm gon' try to make you mine
I been tired of them mind games
Give a dude migraines
You kinda hard headed but that's okay boo
It's all good round here I know I be trippin' too
You a bad lil issue
Ooh I gotta read ya
T Pain I Can't Believe It
I know you feel the vibes
Run it up wit me, for the one time
Is you fuccin with the kid on sum lowkey shit?
Thats how we gotta start
Outsiders love to talk
Put they 2 cents in when we only take Benjis
On my belt that's Fendi and her bag say Prada
I'm just tryna be her Lil Baby no Sada
These otha bitches lookin real mad, haha
Shordie, I just wanna get you on my right side
Let me ask, is you down for the ride?
And when we in traffic can you hold and buss the 9?
She a baddie with a brat
Bebe Kids
All up in my phone
Like who this?
Baby it's the gang you don't even gotta worry
Touched 31 bandz feel like Seth Curry
Smoov with my lines watch the way that I move
You knew I was him from across the room
I knew you was bad, and that ass is a plus
I really like yo looks
Such a pretty face
I'll treat you like a Queen, like a goddess Nefertiti
Claim me like i'm yours
I let you leave a hickey
Don't act Mickey baby, when you Minnie
We together then it's yours sticc the glizzy in ya kitty
I'm down to ride for you
Let me know if you with it
I ain't a lil boy
I'm making money moves
You compliment my drip I look good and so do you
You been fuckin' with these lames what a shame
I never run game, unless i'm down 10 in 2K
I can tell you feelin' me by the way i'm feelin' you
I just want sum real
You been lookin for it too
Play wit me, then ima charge it to the game
But don't fumble me I know you hate these lames
You want me for real I need to see something
My last girl did me dirty I need to know you if you straight
If dis ain't what you want get up outta my face
Get up outta my face
We gon' run it up
Match my moves lil mama we gon' get a buck
We gon' get a buck
Okay we two bag chasers all about the money
I think you cute lil shordie I been feelin' you
You look good without makeup, in ya work clothes too
Yea i'm tryna get the bag witcha
Buy you a bag shordie
Who you wit?
Whats the deal?
Yeah I think you kinda fly
Caught my eye hard from the very first time
Issa wrap
I'm gon' try to make you mine
I been tired of them mind games
Give a dude migraines
You kinda hard headed but that's okay boo
It's all good round here I know I be trippin' too
You a bad lil issue
Ooh I gotta read ya
T Pain I Can't Believe It
I know you feel the vibes
Run it up wit me, for the one time
Is you fuccin with the kid on sum lowkey shit?
Thats how we gotta start
Outsiders love to talk
Put they 2 cents in when we only take Benjis
On my belt that's Fendi and her bag say Prada
I'm just tryna be her Lil Baby no Sada
These otha bitches lookin real mad, haha
Shordie, I just wanna get you on my right side
Let me ask, is you down for the ride?
And when we in traffic can you hold and buss the 9?
She a baddie with a brat
Bebe Kids
All up in my phone
Like who this?
Baby it's the gang you don't even gotta worry
Touched 31 bandz feel like Seth Curry
Smoov with my lines watch the way that I move
You knew I was him from across the room
I knew you was bad, and that ass is a plus
I really like yo looks
Such a pretty face
I'll treat you like a Queen, like a goddess Nefertiti
Claim me like i'm yours
I let you leave a hickey
Don't act Mickey baby, when you Minnie
We together then it's yours sticc the glizzy in ya kitty
I'm down to ride for you
Let me know if you with it
I ain't a lil boy
I'm making money moves
You compliment my drip I look good and so do you
You been fuckin' with these lames what a shame
I never run game, unless i'm down 10 in 2K
I can tell you feelin' me by the way i'm feelin' you
I just want sum real
You been lookin for it too
Play wit me, then ima charge it to the game
But don't fumble me I know you hate these lames
You want me for real I need to see something
My last girl did me dirty I need to know you if you straight
If dis ain't what you want get up outta my face
Get up outta my face
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Writer(s): J.r. Uchies
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