Who Would've Thought

They tryna come outside
Talm bout come outside "nah, nah, no"
Who would've thought?

(AD Krazy)
Ian tryna go outside
Boy I don't step I glide
I don't do shopping at market
Dripped in water, high tide
None of these hoes can hold me down
Bitch better catch a ride
She treat me like royalty now
Taking the top of the thrown

Yeah, I know a bitch that be going
She can't leave her nigga alone
I got on these shades, you can't see me
They watching me like a tv
I'll take over your city
And fuck all my ex's, I know that they're shitty
I'll make it rain call me weather man
Keep it all to myself, they can't tell again

Damn
Damn, who would've thought?
Young nigga right from the ville
Can't get outlined with chalk
Man hell nah ian popping no pill
Nah Ian popping no perky
You gotta hit me later
Yeah around by 10:30, "yeah round by 10:30"

(What?) Now I gotta do her dirty
She can't hurt me
All these thoughts up in my head, man they irk me
Diamonds on a Cuban link
That's too flashy for me
I make bags of money
I like when she call me honey

Now whip it go zoom, zoom
It's a k5
Ion got time to argue (No)
Said you were done but are you? (No)

Hit it on tippy toes (Case closed)
Sneaky and groupie hoes (Hate those)
Ian going out without no fight, you know I threw a bow

Ian tryna go outside
Boy I don't step I glide
I don't do shopping at market
Dripped in water, high tide
None of these hoes can hold me down
Bitch better catch a ride
She treat me like royalty now
Taking the top of the thrown

Yeah, I know a bitch that be going
She can't leave her nigga alone
I got on these shades, you can't see me
They watching me like a tv
I'll take over your city
And fuck all my ex's, I know that they're shitty
I'll make it rain call me weather man
Keep it all to myself, they can't tell again

Damn
Damn, who would've thought?
Who would've thought?



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Writer(s): Bryson Ivy
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