Sahara Remix

My heart empty like the Sahara
She don't see a future with me
It's not in the cards like a tarot
Throwin' everything back at me like a parrot
Ain't chasin' her no more like a carrot
Needa find someone else to dog like a terrier
She wanna bury the hatchet
Only if you goin' with it
I can't forgive it (Nah)
That's for God to
So good luck to you
Good luck

All the diamonds got me surrounded
You got grenades like a ball pit
I'm a viper in the pit
With my fit
I'm out here in the mosh pit
With my fit
Tryna stay up late
Doing unpopular activities
Up all night like poltergeist
Cartier frame they callin' me Playboi
Find it funny I don't get a response from you
Unless there's money due
I'll meet you halfway but two thirds just ain't me (No it ain't)
Gotta cut out the toxic
Like appendectomy
I'm fighting with everything I repress
That's why I call it shadow boxin'
Lookin' for an opponent
Tryna scuffle call Bruce Buffer
The money in the duffle
And ya girl in my bed got a muzzle
Ain't got time to cuddle
Put my tongue down her throat
That's a kiss like Gene Simmons
By the second round she ready to tap out
We both mortals but I gotta finish her
Gotta finish her right now (Finish her)

My heart empty like the Sahara
She don't see a future with me
It's not in the cards like a tarot
Throwin' everything back at me like a parrot
Ain't chasin' her no more like a carrot
Needa find someone else to dog like a terrier
She wanna bury the hatchet
Only if you goin' with it
I can't forgive it (Nah)
That's for God to
So good luck to you
Good luck

I know you switched up
You better do ya job 'cause I'm doin' mine
All that hate on the net
Wishin' you had my life
You do you 'cause I got mine
Bust on her chin
Now she lookin' like Cruella (Yeah)
Sorry got some on your chinchilla
One eye on ya like I'm Jack Thriller
'Bouta break you off
Fade into the bushes like Homer Simpson
Bombshell like Nicole Kidman
'Bouta go IPO
Gettin' DP Dough (Gettin' this bread)
If we're the last people on Earth
I'm 'bouta to repopulatin'
She better be cakin'
Put it in her oven like I'm easy bakin' (Ohh)
Baker's dozen full of women (Ohh)
Line 'em up and get to fillin' (Ohh)
Push him out the frame
That man gettin' cooked like I'm Dwayne Johnson
That's facts ain't no hesitation
Got no love for my plug
They ain't gonna do me like they did Adam22
And that's on God (Yeah)

My heart empty like the Sahara
She don't see a future with me
It's not in the cards like a tarot
Throwin' everything back at me like a parrot
Ain't chasin' her no more like a carrot
Needa find someone else to dog like a terrier
She wanna bury the hatchet
Only if you goin' with it
I can't forgive it (Nah)
That's for God to
So good luck to you
Good luck



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Writer(s): Skylar Hoffman
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