ta-da

I don't know what I'm tryna be now
Got a bad bitch, yea on speed dial
I won't hit her up tho
Old life passing me by, its 'gon make me cut throat

Ta-da
I'mma hit 'em with the sawed off
'Gotta pop off givin' all these bitches lockjaw
Say I'm not hard, what the fuck is that about sir
I just took your bitch and flew away like I was bowser

Say say say
What you want 'cuz I don't give a fuck
Got 10 bad bitches on my dick, so I don't give a fuck
Movin' out to Cali I'mma motherfucking live it up
5 years older, splitting lean inside a sippy-cup

So guess what? I will never change my
Pop-off shit like everything man I break
I put in work I do the best
Bitch, you're fine, just smoke it out at my place

What this got to do with all the reasoning?
Talk but I ain't listening
Baby I'mma keep it rolling
Why can't you just watch me when I pass out?

Ta-da
I'mma hit 'em with the sawed off
'Gotta pop off givin' all these bitches lockjaw
Say I'm not hard, what the fuck is that about sir
I just took your bitch and flew away like I was bowser

Say say say
What you want 'cuz I don't give a fuck
Got 10 bad bitches on my dick, so I don't give a fuck
Moving out to Cali I'mma motherfucking live it up
5 years older, splitting lean inside a sippy-cup

Nah-nah, nah-nah, nah-nah, nah-nah, nah-nah
Nah-nah, nah-nah, nah-nah, nah-nah, nah-nah
Nah-nah, nah-nah, nah-nah, nah-nah, nah-nah
Nah-nah, nah-nah, nah-nah, nah-nah, nah-nah



Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Tubbs, Joseph Garcell
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