Getting Late

Yeah, woah
Yeah, yeah

Yeah, I guess it's getting late
And why the fuck you talkin' tough if you not getting paid?
And why your bitch up in my DM asking to get laid?
I bend her over, break her walls down like a barricade
I'm only eighteen, man I take your bitch like any day
Whip out a choppa, and I let it sing like Marykate
I pop a ox in the yacht, and we go to outta space
My wrist got racks on the two sides, I open up the safe
Take shots right at your medulla, I always keep the K
You know I came with it real good, I open up his face

I'm off the MDMA, bitch I feel them levitate
I just ate a shroom, and send it up to heaven's gates
Bitch annoyin', head of lice 'cause it's gettin' late, uh
I be getting big high watching anime
Walkin' with that pump-pump, walkin' with that crew
That bitch wanna fuck-fuck, I said "Okay, cool"
She just know that "Aye, baow", I be playin' pool
I was in a big car makin' money moves

Yeah, I guess it's getting late
And why the fuck you talkin' tough if you not getting paid?
And why your bitch up in my DM asking to get laid?
I bend her over, break her walls down like a barricade
I'm only eighteen, man I take your bitch like any day
Whip out a choppa, and I let it sing like Marykate
I pop a ox in the yacht, and we go to outta space
My wrist got racks on the two sides, I open up the safe
Take shots right at your medulla, I always keep the K
You know I came with it real good, I open up his face

Uhh, yeah, yeah
Uhh, yeah, yeah



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Writer(s): Jasper Levering, Trevor Holton
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