Take You Out This World

You did good, slick

Shawty, all them blues looking right, ya (looking right, ya)
I'm not in the mood, but I might you, ya (but I might you, ya)
Clutching in the party, I don't fight, ya (I don't fight, shit)
Walk down, when I see you, it's on sight, ya

I ain't got no BM, but I be out with ya BM
Slide on you like DM's, it's on sight whenever I see him (I see him)
Pussy try to play me, you get fucked for any reason (reason)
I freehand the smoke, keep shooting out

Yeah, he tweaking (tweaking, tweaking, tweaking, tweaking, tweaking, tweaking)
Yeah, he tweaking (tweaking, tweaking, tweaking, tweaking, tweaking, tweaking)
Yeah, he tweaking (tweaking, tweaking, tweaking, tweaking, tweaking, tweaking)
Yeah, he tweaking (tweaking, tweaking)
Yeah, he tweaking (tweaking, tweaking)

I ain't come to play, no Cal Ripken
Perc with the syrup got me itching
Bitch know what's up, not twisted
I don't fuck, I don't fuck with you bitches

Yeah you lame, yeah you square, I don't feel 'em
Pull up at the red light, it's a drilling
Off a xan, but it's life, so I'm chilling
Nah, really I don't care about no feelings

Shawty, all them blues looking right, ya (looking right, ya)
I'm not in the mood, but I might you, ya (but I might you, ya)
Clutching in the party, I don't fight, ya (I don't fight, shit)
Walk down, when I see you, it's on sight, ya

I ain't got no BM, but I be out with ya BM
Slide on you like DM's, it's on sight whenever I see him (I see him)
Pussy try to play me, you get fucked for any reason (reason)
I freehand the smoke, keep shooting out

Yeah, he tweaking (tweaking, tweaking, tweaking, tweaking, tweaking, tweaking)
Yeah, he tweaking (tweaking, tweaking, tweaking, tweaking, tweaking, tweaking)
Yeah, he tweaking (tweaking, tweaking, tweaking, tweaking, tweaking, tweaking)
Yeah, he tweaking (tweaking, tweaking)
Yeah, he tweaking (tweaking, ha, tweaking, ha)

I ain't come to chill, I'm tryna get it
Fuck what you heard and ya feelings (yes, tweaking)
Big 30 clip get to filling
I'm off Chef Menteur like a villain

Stash spot in the floor and the ceiling
Yeah, I got it, want some more, what's the dealing
Off a tab, but it's life, so I'm chilling
Nah, really I don't care about no feelings

Shawty, all them blues looking right, ya (looking right, ya)
I'm not in the mood, but I might you, ya (but I might you, ya)
Clutching in the party, I don't fight, ya (I don't fight, shit)
Walk down, when I see you, it's on sight, ya

I ain't got no BM, but I be out with ya BM
Slide on you like DM's, it's on sight whenever I see him (I see him)
Pussy try to play me, you get fucked for any reason (reason)
I freehand the smoke, keep shooting out

Yeah, he tweaking (tweaking, tweaking, tweaking, tweaking, tweaking, tweaking)
Yeah, he tweaking (tweaking, tweaking, tweaking, tweaking, tweaking, tweaking)
Yeah, he tweaking (tweaking, tweaking, tweaking, tweaking, tweaking, tweaking)
Yeah, he tweaking (tweaking, tweaking)
Yeah, he tweaking



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Writer(s): Joshua Marchetta
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