24/7
Yeah 24/7
Like its Seven Eleven
On the highway like I'm going to the Heavens
See me pull up bitch I know you feel threatened
When you pull up, girl I know your intention
50 on my wrist, I pull up to the show
Yeah you see the drip on me like woah
Yeah you see the drip on me, I glow
Yeah 50 on my wrist, she hit my phone
I'm up every night and I turn up like it's Friday
Thinking 'bout you and I don't care what the people say
'Lotta people talk but they'll never say it to your face
Hop on a flight cuz I ain't here to stay yeah
Going so fast I hope I don't crash
See the haters talk, put that shit in the past
Talking behind my back but now I just laugh
Say I'd be mad but that would be cap
Lotta people be fake and see through
Love when people be jealous it's just what I do
One way ticket to Paris, it's just me and you
Got all these racks yeah outta the blue yeah
Yeah 24/7
Like its Seven Eleven
On the highway like I'm going to the Heavens
See me pull up bitch, I know you feel threatened
When you pull up, girl I know your intention
50 on my wrist, I pull up to the show
Yeah you see the drip on me like woah
Yeah you see the drip on me, I glow
Yeah 50 on my wrist, she hit my phone
I'm up every night and I turn up like it's Friday
Thinking 'bout you and I don't care what the people say
'Lotta people talk but they'll never say it to your face
Hop on a flight cuz I ain't here to stay yeah
Like its Seven Eleven
On the highway like I'm going to the Heavens
See me pull up bitch I know you feel threatened
When you pull up, girl I know your intention
50 on my wrist, I pull up to the show
Yeah you see the drip on me like woah
Yeah you see the drip on me, I glow
Yeah 50 on my wrist, she hit my phone
I'm up every night and I turn up like it's Friday
Thinking 'bout you and I don't care what the people say
'Lotta people talk but they'll never say it to your face
Hop on a flight cuz I ain't here to stay yeah
Going so fast I hope I don't crash
See the haters talk, put that shit in the past
Talking behind my back but now I just laugh
Say I'd be mad but that would be cap
Lotta people be fake and see through
Love when people be jealous it's just what I do
One way ticket to Paris, it's just me and you
Got all these racks yeah outta the blue yeah
Yeah 24/7
Like its Seven Eleven
On the highway like I'm going to the Heavens
See me pull up bitch, I know you feel threatened
When you pull up, girl I know your intention
50 on my wrist, I pull up to the show
Yeah you see the drip on me like woah
Yeah you see the drip on me, I glow
Yeah 50 on my wrist, she hit my phone
I'm up every night and I turn up like it's Friday
Thinking 'bout you and I don't care what the people say
'Lotta people talk but they'll never say it to your face
Hop on a flight cuz I ain't here to stay yeah
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Writer(s): Hunter Holden
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