Alright

You really thought I wasn't gonna come back
Stronger than I ever was? Son you wrong bout that
I could never be tethered, I'm getting better than ever
You better hold fast to your ball caps
Facts

When I'm in I kick it all day
Him go the distance, sprint the whole way
Ain't got a thing to make a slow ride
If you don't keep up it's alright
Son I been known to flip all night
Shake my thing, no these hips don't lie
Taking off, oh I been so fly
If you don't keep up it's alright

Hi there, do you like me?
I'm kicking ass so fast that I might be
Wearing down my Nike's
Wear another pair every time he appears and show up peers
When I strike like lightning, so unfair
Tried to find one like me but no one's there
Oh well, I be doing so well
When I'm writing
Y'all might think you're watching God smiting
Wear a size small but I excel
Stay wealthy for as long as sex sells
So let me get the cheddar and bread I been hella fed
As an elephant is you bet I'm intent on my next meal
Rolling in the moolah, nobody cooler
Who among you wanna step and then get made a fool of
Who want what? Well I don't know about you
But I just wanna have fun and I'm having too much

When I'm in I kick it all day
Him go the distance, sprint the whole way
Ain't got a thing to make a slow ride
If you don't keep up it's alright
Son I been known to flip all night
Shake my thing, no these hips don't lie
Taking off, oh I been so fly
If you don't keep up it's alright

You thought that I was done in?
Stead of climbing highest up, that I was gonna plummet
Thought that you could start a party like I wasn't coming
Well bitch the party's right here and I'm the life of it
Fit the world in my glove when I come and crush it
I might just be nitrous, eat my dust, I'm gunning
Thought I was flightless? I'm in the Mile High Club
Electrifying hon and I been stunning
I ain't no one to wait, I won't slow or abate
What the fuck is giving up, kid? I don't know what it means
I'm a rolling boulder, don't go in my way
I'm only growing, you'll become a pancake
You can't blame him, land on the top when I'm aiming
Planning every move, I'm making claymation
But ain't patient, run the game like Playstation
And make hits like it ain't shit



Credits
Writer(s): Charles Nyeko Todwong, Farhad Zand, Sofia Lindfors
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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