Flirtin'
Laybeats, this go crazy
Ayy, Ross, sauce it up
When we started flirtin', started feelin' worth it
Yeah, I threw my past away to the circus
I got her a Birkin, no more feelin' worthless
When I ship my bags away to the surface
When we started flirtin', started feelin' worth it
Yeah, I threw my past away to the circus
I got her a Birkin, no more feelin' worthless
When I ship my bags away to the surface
I'm a different person, go back to my cursin'
Feelin' like a tidal wave, I'm emergin'
Used to be so nervous, now I live in cursive
That he said, don't tell, oh
I came back in, back out, baby, come and turn around
Backends, cash-out, yeah, you know I know the sound
I won't tap out, baby, gotta lock it down
Askin' why, how, boy, you gotta listen up
Lose the sight of this, money ain't what it seems
Life is counterfeit, gotta work for your dreams
Try and get a grip, it's not easy to see
Are you tired of it?
Yeah, that's what I mean
Baby, come to me, I'ma treat you, I'ma worship
Tryna be like me? Nah, no-one can desert it
Steady countin' Gs, I be chasin' for these earnings
Finally, found my feast, you can bet that you be worth it
When we started flirtin', started feelin' worth it
Yeah, I threw my past away to the circus
I got her a Birkin, no more feelin' worthless
When I ship my bags away to the surface
I'm a different person, go back to my cursin'
Feelin' like a tidal wave, I'm emergin'
Used to be so nervous, now I live in cursive
That he said don't tell, yeah
Ayy, Ross, sauce it up
When we started flirtin', started feelin' worth it
Yeah, I threw my past away to the circus
I got her a Birkin, no more feelin' worthless
When I ship my bags away to the surface
When we started flirtin', started feelin' worth it
Yeah, I threw my past away to the circus
I got her a Birkin, no more feelin' worthless
When I ship my bags away to the surface
I'm a different person, go back to my cursin'
Feelin' like a tidal wave, I'm emergin'
Used to be so nervous, now I live in cursive
That he said, don't tell, oh
I came back in, back out, baby, come and turn around
Backends, cash-out, yeah, you know I know the sound
I won't tap out, baby, gotta lock it down
Askin' why, how, boy, you gotta listen up
Lose the sight of this, money ain't what it seems
Life is counterfeit, gotta work for your dreams
Try and get a grip, it's not easy to see
Are you tired of it?
Yeah, that's what I mean
Baby, come to me, I'ma treat you, I'ma worship
Tryna be like me? Nah, no-one can desert it
Steady countin' Gs, I be chasin' for these earnings
Finally, found my feast, you can bet that you be worth it
When we started flirtin', started feelin' worth it
Yeah, I threw my past away to the circus
I got her a Birkin, no more feelin' worthless
When I ship my bags away to the surface
I'm a different person, go back to my cursin'
Feelin' like a tidal wave, I'm emergin'
Used to be so nervous, now I live in cursive
That he said don't tell, yeah
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Writer(s): Rumen Tassev
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