Making Noise
Floating to the ceiling to the top
Making noise day and night, moving like the stars
Ooh you brought your friends imma come over tonight
Smoking on that ganja she drop it like it's hot
Snooping 'round with my dogs
Not tryna get caught
Ooh that's your girl she my thot
Not tryna get caught
Let me go in real quick
Yeah
I keep these carats on me like Bugs Bunny tummy when he hungry
Focus on the money best friends Benjamins
Bitches mess with Jonathan's
Ironically they haven't seen what God has given
In front of them, can't you see?
Where I'm coming but you stay wondering
And shawty wanna ring
I gotta rearrange things like Dr. Strange
Doc Martin footprints in my dark foreign car flooring
I tried many times to let go
And why she gotta build it up again like Legos
On my cellular phone telling me "Let's go"
Is your bag packed up is you Chanelly out
Is your man bagged up is he dead to you now
Pick your poison me or him
I'm making noise while he employed at the gym yeah
Shit ain't really working out for him
Come on let's go
Yeah, aye
Come on let's go, aye
Come on let's go
Come on let's go
Yeah come on, let it go
Come on, let it go
Come on, let's go
Come on, let's go
Floating to the ceiling to the top
Making noise day and night, moving like the stars
Ooh you brought your friends imma come over tonight
Smoking on that ganja she drop it like it's hot
Snooping 'round with my dogs
Not tryna get caught
Ooh that's your girl she my thot
Not tryna get caught
Making noise day and night, moving like the stars
Ooh you brought your friends imma come over tonight
Smoking on that ganja she drop it like it's hot
Snooping 'round with my dogs
Not tryna get caught
Ooh that's your girl she my thot
Not tryna get caught
Let me go in real quick
Yeah
I keep these carats on me like Bugs Bunny tummy when he hungry
Focus on the money best friends Benjamins
Bitches mess with Jonathan's
Ironically they haven't seen what God has given
In front of them, can't you see?
Where I'm coming but you stay wondering
And shawty wanna ring
I gotta rearrange things like Dr. Strange
Doc Martin footprints in my dark foreign car flooring
I tried many times to let go
And why she gotta build it up again like Legos
On my cellular phone telling me "Let's go"
Is your bag packed up is you Chanelly out
Is your man bagged up is he dead to you now
Pick your poison me or him
I'm making noise while he employed at the gym yeah
Shit ain't really working out for him
Come on let's go
Yeah, aye
Come on let's go, aye
Come on let's go
Come on let's go
Yeah come on, let it go
Come on, let it go
Come on, let's go
Come on, let's go
Floating to the ceiling to the top
Making noise day and night, moving like the stars
Ooh you brought your friends imma come over tonight
Smoking on that ganja she drop it like it's hot
Snooping 'round with my dogs
Not tryna get caught
Ooh that's your girl she my thot
Not tryna get caught
Credits
Writer(s): Steven Palomo
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