timid

You ain't dressing for yourself you dressing for the rest
Would you please stop trying on that dress
Would you please stop sticking out your chest
You ain't dressing for yourself you dressing for the rest
Can't keep calm sitting next to a goat
Can't keep calm when I bring a bag and a tote
Can't keep calm when I get in fights with the hoes
And I know he's the best and ill shove it down your
What's the point of buying if you never get what you bought
I don't deal with motherfuckers who ain't sticking with the cut
Even though I'm in a van with my brokers getting ducked

Tragically beautiful
Tragically beautiful
Now you fucking with my money now you fucking with my bros
Tragically beautiful
Tragically beautiful

Baby don't stop me I'm putting on my coat
I don't know how to swim but I'm swerving in a boat
Smoke the roach in a Benz got a hundred on the floor
Finna ghost her again cause her feeling getting old
Time is an illusion I can feel it in my hair
Ring my nose through again and my n***** would be scared
Was a pig in a pen now I'm flying through the mirror
I done broke you again I don't need a souvenir
Chilling in my room with a bad Lil shawty
She not really even what I want on god
Pink hair split my whole damn body
Never ever never would have thought on god

You ain't dressing for yourself you dressing for the rest
Would you please stop trying on that dress
Would you please stop sticking out your chest
You ain't dressing for yourself you dressing for the rest
Can't keep calm sitting next to a goat
Can't keep calm when I bring a bag and a tote
Can't keep calm when I get in fights with the hoes
And I know he's the best and ill shove it down your
What's the point of buying if you never get what you bought
I don't deal with motherfuckers who ain't sticking with the cut
Even though I'm in a van with my brokers getting ducked



Credits
Writer(s): Quentin Senz
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