Ponytail

I fucked the lighter up
Ay, INK22
There she goes, back again, round my head
There he goes, back again, tryna get in my bed
There she goes, back again, round my head
There he goes, back again, tryna get in my bed

Meexh
Elevators go up and down
Surprised we can't find a floor with some type of common ground
The gravity pull is wicked, the vibe is ultrasound
Amplify the anger, that's whenever I'm not around
I thought we'd mix together well like cool-aide
too much sugar
You can miss your one true love just by overlooking
Overlooked the music and the art, my soul overtook it
Don't care bout' the closed doors, solo I been going through it
Had to do some soul searching, I know that my soul worth it
Swimming through the waves, I'm just out to find my soul purpose
Traveling the movement of my artistic abilities
See these niggas Madden envious, them user pics be lurkin
But we working' for them better days
I'll walk a thousand miles while never looking back if there's a better way
And so I meditate with the blunt inside my hand
Eyes closed, going to my secret getaway
I gotta go, gotta go

There she goes, back again, round my head
There he goes, back again, tryna get in my bed
There she goes, back again, round my head
There he goes, back again, tryna get in my bed

It's good to have them raps handy
I'm going places google maps can't recommend me
The way you play that role you shoulda got a grammy
I got the five five and hammy's
Niggas got that old money, eye to eye with granny
Made it spread so they still tryna jam me
I whip these babies, shoulda got a nanny
still got the formula, them bars was just to warn you, bruh
my past done tore me up
The rap game Blade, you more like Morbius
Art canvasses
Bitch, I never been where Kansas is
I'm calling Dorothy up, I'm on romantic shit, a five course and such
Keep it real with me, want some meals with me
Glock big as Houston, this the real Whitney
Truth was loose fitted but it's still drippy
Living to the fullest but it feel empty
Trap still slapping, they think Will sent me
But this is not the Oscars baby, we still got a job
I'm in a Benz coupe but we outta dodge
And I couldn't tell you any phonies know me well
So you chillin but I love your ponytail
One time, you

There she goes
Where you going, baby?
I see that ponytail swingin, that's gon' drive me crazy
Got a man, is he giving what you asking lately?
Cuz if not then I'll gladly take the placement, I'm just saying
These niggas rooftop privileged
Me, I got it out the basement
You steady tryna peep my angle so I stay adjacent, By your side,
even though your girls be hating
I don't mind,
They calling while we making babies
I decline
I'm drowning in this pussy, save me
If I don't make it out in time my apologies
I can't even pull your hair cuz it's all weave
Baby, I don't even care, it don't bother me
Look, I'ma make that pussy fart cuz I love it when you blushing
We can take a break and laugh, I ain't rushing
It's an "us" thing
I'ma take my time and have you sleeping lovely
When you jogging in the morning hope you thinking of me
I be low-key thinking bout you high-key
Yo Meexh, she be on my mind a lot, you think she like me
I ain't finna cap, he said not likely
And if I let her hear this rap she gon' probably fight me
Damn

There she goes, back again, round my head
There he goes, back again, tryna get in my bed
There she goes, back again, round my head
There he goes, back again, tryna get in my bed
There she goes, back again, round my head
There he goes, back again, tryna get in my bed
There she goes, back again, round my head
There he goes, back again, tryna get in my bed



Credits
Writer(s): Marlon Douglas
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