Decisions Decisions Decisions

Let's Go
I be tryna follow my intuition
Hope I make the right decision
I don't need more friends (Don't need them)
'Cause everyone be flippin'
Making so much green
They keep they distance
As if I smell like asparagus
I ain't embarrassed
My neck full of carrots
If he feeling jumpy
Turn him to Bugs Bunny
I ain't being funny
Booger in my ear like wet willy
I'm so handsome
Put her on silent she start a tantrum
No cap like standing for the anthem (Stand up)

These decisions, these decisions, these decisions
Do I fuck her now or go home to my queen
Do I keep this money or I split it with the team
Do I make it dirty or I keep it clean
Do I lie 'bout what I want or tell her what I mean
These decisions, these decisions, these decisions
I don't got the vision no more, yeah it seems
These decisions, these decisions, these decisions
Yeah, they controllin' me
Can't let them control me

If we ain't gettin' to the business
I'mma need my distance
If you treat me like an option
I'mma leave you lost in the sauce
Like you a fuckin' frying pan (Yeah)

I need my money ASAP like Rocky
If not he get snapped like a Pocky
Find the addy with a proxy
They wonder why I'm so cocky
'Cause the opps cannot stop me
I pivot soon as they get dodgy (Why ya dodgy)
They don't know what's next
Therefore they cannot block me
I peeped in advance that they being oocky
Difference is I don't do the antics
I'm just getting cabbage
Jump on the D like it's gymnastics
And these little bitches so dramatic (So dramatic)

These decisions, these decisions, these decisions
Do I fuck her now or go home to my queen
Do I keep this money or I split it with the team
Do I make it dirty or I keep it clean
Do I lie 'bout what I want or tell her what I mean
These decisions, these decisions, these decisions
I don't got the vision no more, yeah it seems
These decisions, these decisions, these decisions
Yeah, they controllin' me
Can't let them control me

If we ain't gettin' to the business
I'mma need my distance
If you treat me like an option
I'mma leave you lost in the sauce
Like you a fuckin' frying pan (Yeah)

These decisions, these decisions, these decisions
Do I fuck her now or go home to my queen
Do I keep this money or I split it with the team
Do I make it dirty or I keep it clean
Do I lie 'bout what I want or tell her what I mean
These decisions, these decisions, these decisions
I don't got the vision no more, yeah it seems
These decisions, these decisions, these decisions
Yeah, they controllin' me
Can't let them control me



Credits
Writer(s): Skylar Hoffman
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