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(Hey, Glumboy)
(Yeah, nigga, you rockin' wit' Rada)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Okay, yeah, woah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

Window shopping at Louis
Told 'em be yourself tryna do me
You don't wanna be me problems brewing
But this lifestyle fast gotta keep moving, yeah
Said she really fuck with me you gotta prove it, yeah
You gotta show me how that BBL movin', yeah
Hit that shit once I had to recruit it
I got her in her mood, she finna munch, eating my shit for lunch
Texting me saying she "can't wait to come"
Nigga ain't gang he ain't one of us
Give me the drop like the battle bus
High off a Tesla said shoutout Musk
0-60, them bums in the bust
And I ain't even do what I wanted yet, nigga's said I do too much
But I'm dedicated to this shit so nothings ever really much
Poured a cup and I gave it a twin
Full of Wock' I don't do the Tris
My cup as dark as it gets
I fuck with the snot but you would never catch me sippin' on piss
So deep, so deep in this shit I forgot-got, All of this that I got, I'm hot
Don't see myself falling off
Wanna leave the world like, "Oh my god"
I hate nigga's on god
I'm drippin' harder than a mop
Clip longer than karma
I got racks fallin' like pecans

Window shopping at Louis
Told 'em be yourself tryna do me
You don't wanna be me problems brewing
But this lifestyle fast gotta keep moving, yeah
Said she really fuck with me you gotta prove it, yeah
You gotta show me how that BBL movin', yeah
Hit that shit once I had to recruit it
I got her in her mood, she finna munch, eating my shit for lunch
Texting me saying she "can't wait to come"
Nigga ain't gang he ain't one of us



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Writer(s): Jordan Kezimbira
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