Unannounced

Yeah
I came in hard right out the paint
Put my pain inside this tape
You can't come in cuz it ain't safe hold on (What?)
Cuz it ain't safe huh (Ain't safe)
We close it up no case (Close it up)
October on my spooky shit like OVO no Drake

Im workin' it out (Workin' it, workin' it)
We workin' it workin' it (What, what)
She pull up she twerkin' it (Oh my God, Oh my God)
Give a fuck what a Birkin is (Yeah, yeah)
We workin' it out
While these boys lookin' like clowns (Okay)
We pull up pull up unannounced (Okay) hol on-
Everybody get down yeah (Go Dillan)

Russian twists baby I just put her hips into it (yeah)
I heard you got a dime piece but you went and you blew it (okay)
All this working out ok so lift your shirt and prove it (I got abs)
Yeah, you hit a couple crunches and
Then act like it's improvement (say what?)
I hit it from the back I need the space because I'm too big (what)
She eating all my kids up
Like she just learned about chewing (slow down)
Hitting all these poses let me tell you what the truth is
I co-wrote the Kama Sutra there's no way I didn't do it like-

Yeah, Shawty coming up like there
Ain't no way she don't know what we doin' (No way)
Stuntin in her steps, left and right
She pickin' and choosing (Oh my God)
Got these hoes on lock huh there ain't no way we losin' em (Never)
Screamin MFT, you could tell by the way we influence em (Lets go)

Huh huh huh bitch you could tell by the way we influence em
Yeah I put on all black huh
I ain't got nothing to do with em (They falling)
He tryna holla, I put on my docs to send the boot at em (Boots)
He gotta problem, Imma call ReadyMade
When we ready to shoot at em (Yeah, yeah)

Damn bro I'm a running back, rushing for the yards
We tearing right into it
Yeah he leaving with some scars (The Knife?)
This Volvo looking clean please don't smoke in my car (Please!)
We talking gas honey this half gonna take us far

Roll the spliff quick then I run the set (quick)
2 puffs get hit, it goes right to my head (*cough cough cough*)
We be getting lit, (Ah!) now we chasing all that bread
Butter knife get clipped, now he slipping and he dead like

Yeah
I came in hard right out the paint
Put my pain inside this tape
You can't come in cuz it ain't safe hold on (What?)
Cuz it ain't safe huh (Ain't safe)
We close it up no case (Close it up)
October on my spooky shit like OVO no Drake

Im workin' it out (Workin' it, workin' it)
We workin' it workin' it (What, what)
She pull up she twerkin' it (Oh my God, Oh my God)
Give a fuck what a Birkin is (Yeah, yeah)
We workin' it out
While these boys lookin' like clowns (Okay)
We pull up pull up unannounced (Okay) hol on-
Everybody get down yeah
(Shout out to Casey, he made the beat)
(Shout out to me, I pack the heat)
(Shout out to Adam, he likes to eat)
(And shout out to, uh, June 19th)
(Uh, fuck, uh uh- uh, I'm gonna walk out of the booth, okay)
(Yo! Thai food)
(No no no no no no no no)
(We have to get Thai food, because Thai food is the- my food)
(Thai food is my food)
(Thai food is my food, ready? Again, 3- 2- 1-)
(Thai food is my food, okay, 3- 2- 1-)
(Thai food is my food, okay we're done)
(Happy Juneteenth)
(Happy- oh yeah yeah)



Credits
Writer(s): Adam Tzach, Casey Cox, Dillan Miller
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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