Oh Sh!t
Oh shit
Bitch throw that ass up
Ass so fat from the back to the front
Now she finna tell me bout the things that I've done
Tryna fuck with me and i just leave your jaw spun
Like oh fuck
Bitch get out the way
I be going fast when I'm staying in my lane
Stay smooth bitch
Money falling like it's rain
Gave her my dick and she finna go insane
Ad ay
Long night in the den
Like we made it happen again
I get a stack make it bend gymnastics
Make it do backflips
You in the background just like some adlibs
Make magic when I'm up
No genie baby
That's why you ain't been seeing me lately
I been on ghost mode Patrick Swayze
Came a long way with Jayë since Daily
AD who's this
Calling me a little bitch
Wanna talk all that shit
But won't die for the risk
Everywhere i go i got the mandem pissed
Cuz i took your girl home
And she'll die for this dick
Yeah we go too well like diamonds on wrists
Flow too dumb think it gave me a lisp
Yeah she got the bust no Kidd Gilchrist
Making too much noise settle down lil kids
I was still a virgin when I earned my first band
I was in the playground with the twenty's in my bag
All scams
No grams
I ain't beefing no man
Fuck with the old plan it's the new age
Shit can go two ways
So me and Jayë went the hard route
First life who the fuck am i too calm down
We get the UK turnt then branch out
And imma welcome these bands with my arms out
Yeah I'm back and I'm back for her friends
Dowsed in all red so I'm clean like I'm Ken
Put the money up don't play pretend
You lucky we chill so we keeping it zen
The key to this shit
Is it's all in the end
Got off on the floor
Ain't got time for the bed
You think that I'm dumb but i know what you said
Lil bitch
Hold this
Come through
Chat shit
Man I'll dash you I'll dash you again
Like I'm way too tired for this shit
I'm way too I'm way too tired for this shit
I know you'll die for the bitch
I know you'll I know you'll die for the bitch
Like I'm way too tired for this shit
I'm way too I'm way too tired for this shit
I know you'll die for the bitch
I know you'll I know you'll die for the bitch
Oh shit
Bitch throw that ass up
Ass so fat from the back to the front
Now she finna tell me bout the things that I've done
Tryna fuck with me and I just leave your jaw spun
Like oh fuck
Bitch get out the way
I be going fast when I'm staying in my lane
Stay smooth bitch
Money falling like it's rain
Gave her my dick and she finna go insane
Bitch throw that ass up
Ass so fat from the back to the front
Now she finna tell me bout the things that I've done
Tryna fuck with me and i just leave your jaw spun
Like oh fuck
Bitch get out the way
I be going fast when I'm staying in my lane
Stay smooth bitch
Money falling like it's rain
Gave her my dick and she finna go insane
Ad ay
Long night in the den
Like we made it happen again
I get a stack make it bend gymnastics
Make it do backflips
You in the background just like some adlibs
Make magic when I'm up
No genie baby
That's why you ain't been seeing me lately
I been on ghost mode Patrick Swayze
Came a long way with Jayë since Daily
AD who's this
Calling me a little bitch
Wanna talk all that shit
But won't die for the risk
Everywhere i go i got the mandem pissed
Cuz i took your girl home
And she'll die for this dick
Yeah we go too well like diamonds on wrists
Flow too dumb think it gave me a lisp
Yeah she got the bust no Kidd Gilchrist
Making too much noise settle down lil kids
I was still a virgin when I earned my first band
I was in the playground with the twenty's in my bag
All scams
No grams
I ain't beefing no man
Fuck with the old plan it's the new age
Shit can go two ways
So me and Jayë went the hard route
First life who the fuck am i too calm down
We get the UK turnt then branch out
And imma welcome these bands with my arms out
Yeah I'm back and I'm back for her friends
Dowsed in all red so I'm clean like I'm Ken
Put the money up don't play pretend
You lucky we chill so we keeping it zen
The key to this shit
Is it's all in the end
Got off on the floor
Ain't got time for the bed
You think that I'm dumb but i know what you said
Lil bitch
Hold this
Come through
Chat shit
Man I'll dash you I'll dash you again
Like I'm way too tired for this shit
I'm way too I'm way too tired for this shit
I know you'll die for the bitch
I know you'll I know you'll die for the bitch
Like I'm way too tired for this shit
I'm way too I'm way too tired for this shit
I know you'll die for the bitch
I know you'll I know you'll die for the bitch
Oh shit
Bitch throw that ass up
Ass so fat from the back to the front
Now she finna tell me bout the things that I've done
Tryna fuck with me and I just leave your jaw spun
Like oh fuck
Bitch get out the way
I be going fast when I'm staying in my lane
Stay smooth bitch
Money falling like it's rain
Gave her my dick and she finna go insane
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Writer(s): Joseph Obaidi
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