GET LOOSE

You in the sky, say you fly, but I'm flya
Now I'm moving like Nick wit no Mariah
I keep the drip on me in even old attire
If you feelin cold, I'm the fire, fuck a lighta

Never nothing heavy something light maybe slighta
Blowin up the spot now its lookin like Al-Queda
Now I'm to the bag after that I'm off the radar
Takin over the game like a dad Dark Vader

Fuck some beef and yo two cent
Been broke in my pocket even no lint
Dreams of a car windows all tint
I'm the chosen one, Golden Child, Heaven sent

Confidence building now that shit is on overload
Stay true to the game always had to honor code
I eat the pussy up just like it's some cantaloupe
Then she get on top and she ride me like she drive the boat



Credits
Writer(s): Cameron Cummings
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