Pay Me (feat. Replete)
If the bass line rolling, MG in control
And we coming for your spot
big tune so set gonna pop
Tiktok time gonna make me hit it
Big drum groove the beat stay with it
Bass drum beat my heart still in it
Girl you know my heart is not in it
All day rolling with my bros
Chase the bag for days I know
From yard dream to make it big
Leave that pork don't fuck with pigs
Bro mashing up the hard shit
Don't blink or you might miss it
Dreadlock emo madness
This new kid just might kill it
Roll it up and smoke me uh
Blue haired chick, she need some love
She only fucks with drum and bass
We in love or off our face
Sad boy just might kick it, pretty sure she twisted
Always got a new pill, I'm tryna get a new deal
Your boy got the tic tacs, she want me hit her kit kat
I won't be a new bag, girl you got me down bad
Deja vu she playing games
Oh for real, this girl she strange
Holy shit she on my face
I don't think I know her name
This boy want buy pizzeria
I think I smoke too much reefer
With this girl my head don't need her
Fuck you not a people pleaser
Hit it like a hoe, tell em fuck you pay me
Show me all my rivals, they're all too lazy
My life's too crazy, been selling out lately
Stacking up them bands so these fools can't
Pay me
No ones getting splashed cause you ain't that way
flexing on the trap
No that lifestyle ain't me
And we coming for your spot
big tune so set gonna pop
Tiktok time gonna make me hit it
Big drum groove the beat stay with it
Bass drum beat my heart still in it
Girl you know my heart is not in it
All day rolling with my bros
Chase the bag for days I know
From yard dream to make it big
Leave that pork don't fuck with pigs
Bro mashing up the hard shit
Don't blink or you might miss it
Dreadlock emo madness
This new kid just might kill it
Roll it up and smoke me uh
Blue haired chick, she need some love
She only fucks with drum and bass
We in love or off our face
Sad boy just might kick it, pretty sure she twisted
Always got a new pill, I'm tryna get a new deal
Your boy got the tic tacs, she want me hit her kit kat
I won't be a new bag, girl you got me down bad
Deja vu she playing games
Oh for real, this girl she strange
Holy shit she on my face
I don't think I know her name
This boy want buy pizzeria
I think I smoke too much reefer
With this girl my head don't need her
Fuck you not a people pleaser
Hit it like a hoe, tell em fuck you pay me
Show me all my rivals, they're all too lazy
My life's too crazy, been selling out lately
Stacking up them bands so these fools can't
Pay me
No ones getting splashed cause you ain't that way
flexing on the trap
No that lifestyle ain't me
Credits
Writer(s): Malique Greaves
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