Over

If we catch that boi then it's over
Whole lotta nights a n wasn't sober
Big thirty. Clip and it looking a boner
She a smooch so I cannot phone her
Girl Scout cookies out the zip ima stoner
N- know my body got more drive than chauffeur
Whippin Subaru's but got dreams for a rover
She gon do it all and I don't even know her

Posted with them youngins and they fiending to shoot shit
N always talking but they never finna do shit
Playing with numbers like I was a pool stick
Diss on the net in real life he a Buddhist
Zack moving wax and I ain't talking q tips
Don't start with my n cause they moving ruthless
We want all the beef n this not a Ruth Chris
Lil bro be a dentist he leaving him toothless

I be with them n that be upping that crime rate
Said he can't get touched and got left with a migraine
Give goofies food and they still look at my plate
He got no drip pussy boi better hydrate
Bitch ima dog I ain't really a primate
If I don't drill then that finna be my grave
Bro got the drop set him up with a blind date
Bro send a birdy I know it gon fly straight

If we catch that boi then it's over
Whole lotta nights a n wasn't sober
Big thirty. Clip and it looking a boner
She a smooch so I cannot phone her
Girl Scout cookies out the zip ima stoner
N- know my body got more drive than chauffeur
Whippin Subaru's but got dreams for a rover
She gon do it all and I don't even know her



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Writer(s): Zavier Iqbal
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