The Algorithm

Hopped on the scene
Smile on mean
Pocket full of green
Know what I mean

Dom bailey blap
Finna do my thing
Bitch im the bomb
I blew up my team

All out the garage bitch I'm making it shake
Big fish I aint come out the lake

I'm in the ocean
I'm making waves now
I started in the crowd
I'm on the stage now

I threw my own shows
I made my own dough
I wasn't always right
I wasn't wrong tho

Say whats the price of yo soul
What It's going fo?
I might slow down
I'm still going tho

We on to new heights
I'm checking new goals
I broke the algorithm
I found the loophole

I am the alogirhtm
I am the shadow ban
Y'all need some new excuses
It's getting outta hand

Hopped on the scene
Smile on mean
Pocket full of green
Know what I mean

Dom bailey blap
Finna do my thing
Bitch im the bomb
I blew up my team

We on to new heights
I'm checking new goals
I broke the algorithm
I found the loophole

I am the alogirhtm
I am the shadow ban
Y'all need some new excuses
It's getting outta hand



Credits
Writer(s): Larussell Thomas, Miles Foley Beining, Dominic Bailey
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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