Condone
Uh
'Sino season, rock a chip upon my shoulder
Fit so sick, I'm feeling colder, pop ricola
Shit get lethal like Ebola
She playing games, I can't control her
Try to force me, you ain't Yoda
Gassed me up, don't kill the motor, i'm like soda
Bottled pop, mazel tov, bitch I'm bout to drop
I put my drip all on his bitch and then he bought a mop
We been running to the bag, never outta guap
Keep spending it how I make it, nah I gotta stop
Hit a lick & savour it like lil bitch this my favourite
IG follower, bio says she go to Cambridge
Class of 26', bio med is what majored in
Typos every post, bet she turn into a plagiarist
Give this hoe a shoutout on my song, make her whole day wit this
Hit that shit right every time my baby, it don't pay to miss
And I never play to miss, my locks on like I'm Jadakiss
I got dis ability to win, my opps are ableists
Hoes tryna pull up where I'm at
Only thing that they gon' meet is at their feet, a welcome mat
Don't do reunions on this side, fuck a welcome back
He walked all the way over here, ain't no problem, walk em back
Sippin on a tall glass filled with Minute Maid
Fillers in her face, fuck the play, imma get it straight
They can see my pace, now these hoes wanna get a taste
Made my dinner plate, salmon steak, this ain't fish filet
Please just leave me 'lone, falling back into my zone
Back into that mode, type of timing of that we on
Don't condone, never shown, keep it a bone
Type of timing that we on, I could not condone
Type of timing that we on, I could not condone
Leave me 'lone, aye, back in my zone aye
Aye, this all on my own, aye, so best watch your tone
The type of timing that we on, I could not condone
Get out my hair, bitch imma dawg, you gon' make me shed it
Charge me for a post, ain't the way my wheat get shredded
Dile a mi maestra, already read it, it's embedded
Tell me you said it, if you pussy at least take the credit
Band for the tee like i'm into rock, you been a opp
Only beef you got in your burger, fuck you mean you gon' spin the block
She want the addy, pin the drop, set up a slam, send the lob
Hit me back in a month, can't be mad, used to take ten to drop
Ok
Had a fling oh wit this ting oh she was '05
Wanted to see me on my knees like she the most high
Did me wrong, then again, playing both sides
Imma have you coming back for sure like a boat ride
Hustlin 24 hours, still ain't calling it a day yet
That's my baby, makes sense that the crib is where she stay at
But it's fuck a hoe, unless it's you
You started fucking with me, girl tell me what is new
Stop the timer
Dropped this bomb, I feel like Oppenheimer
Calvin Klein around my waist, I don't shop designer
Quit telling me directions from the back, you not the driver
Just a rider, shallow hoe, I guess she don't talk to divers
Please just leave me 'lone, falling back into my zone
Back into that mode, type of timing of that we on
Don't condone, never shown, keep it a bone
Type of timing that we on, I could not condone
Type of timing that we on, I could not condone
Leave me 'lone, aye, back in my zone aye
Aye, this all on my own, aye, so best watch your tone
The type of timing that we on, I could not condone
Oh, I could not condone
I could not condone
'Sino
'Sino
'Si-sino
'Sino season, rock a chip upon my shoulder
Fit so sick, I'm feeling colder, pop ricola
Shit get lethal like Ebola
She playing games, I can't control her
Try to force me, you ain't Yoda
Gassed me up, don't kill the motor, i'm like soda
Bottled pop, mazel tov, bitch I'm bout to drop
I put my drip all on his bitch and then he bought a mop
We been running to the bag, never outta guap
Keep spending it how I make it, nah I gotta stop
Hit a lick & savour it like lil bitch this my favourite
IG follower, bio says she go to Cambridge
Class of 26', bio med is what majored in
Typos every post, bet she turn into a plagiarist
Give this hoe a shoutout on my song, make her whole day wit this
Hit that shit right every time my baby, it don't pay to miss
And I never play to miss, my locks on like I'm Jadakiss
I got dis ability to win, my opps are ableists
Hoes tryna pull up where I'm at
Only thing that they gon' meet is at their feet, a welcome mat
Don't do reunions on this side, fuck a welcome back
He walked all the way over here, ain't no problem, walk em back
Sippin on a tall glass filled with Minute Maid
Fillers in her face, fuck the play, imma get it straight
They can see my pace, now these hoes wanna get a taste
Made my dinner plate, salmon steak, this ain't fish filet
Please just leave me 'lone, falling back into my zone
Back into that mode, type of timing of that we on
Don't condone, never shown, keep it a bone
Type of timing that we on, I could not condone
Type of timing that we on, I could not condone
Leave me 'lone, aye, back in my zone aye
Aye, this all on my own, aye, so best watch your tone
The type of timing that we on, I could not condone
Get out my hair, bitch imma dawg, you gon' make me shed it
Charge me for a post, ain't the way my wheat get shredded
Dile a mi maestra, already read it, it's embedded
Tell me you said it, if you pussy at least take the credit
Band for the tee like i'm into rock, you been a opp
Only beef you got in your burger, fuck you mean you gon' spin the block
She want the addy, pin the drop, set up a slam, send the lob
Hit me back in a month, can't be mad, used to take ten to drop
Ok
Had a fling oh wit this ting oh she was '05
Wanted to see me on my knees like she the most high
Did me wrong, then again, playing both sides
Imma have you coming back for sure like a boat ride
Hustlin 24 hours, still ain't calling it a day yet
That's my baby, makes sense that the crib is where she stay at
But it's fuck a hoe, unless it's you
You started fucking with me, girl tell me what is new
Stop the timer
Dropped this bomb, I feel like Oppenheimer
Calvin Klein around my waist, I don't shop designer
Quit telling me directions from the back, you not the driver
Just a rider, shallow hoe, I guess she don't talk to divers
Please just leave me 'lone, falling back into my zone
Back into that mode, type of timing of that we on
Don't condone, never shown, keep it a bone
Type of timing that we on, I could not condone
Type of timing that we on, I could not condone
Leave me 'lone, aye, back in my zone aye
Aye, this all on my own, aye, so best watch your tone
The type of timing that we on, I could not condone
Oh, I could not condone
I could not condone
'Sino
'Sino
'Si-sino
Credits
Writer(s): Harshawn B
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