Leaves Leaving Trees
You don't gotta listen to this shit just watch
Spent a hunnit on this wrist watch this wrist watch
Spent your money on your bitch talking 'bout licks now
You outside walking like a lick while we slut your bitch out
(slut her out)
She pop straight out of Saks
Feel like, softener baby back up
It ain't often I act up
I ain't love you like that, trust
Yeah, he got comfortable we made him have to adjust
Got some money started fiending for some dancers
Don't ever think we needed you when it get tough (tough)
Yeah
Leaves leaving trees like I'm leaving these treeshes
Been calling bitches bitches heavily I got em on leashes
I don't needa know what she did
I be off a bean
While shordie tweakin off that ketamine
Give a new meaning to fiending
When you off the shit I be on y'all look defeated
You a doctor diagnosed peon tryna beat us
If you pull up on me imma shoot
(Oooh, ooooh) (Yeah)
Know that we sending them shots shots
Till you call me a leader (leader)
Leader (leader)
Y'all don't want one of us to get our get back back
I gotta get back to getting this cash
Give out head taps that lead to toe tags
Still got caught up deleting your texts
Don't you nod off we taking your place
Don't you get involved this ain't safe
Don't you buy none of the shit that she say
Don't you forget who in charge we don't play
You see the cash on me
Laugh to the bank
And then pop out in Helmut Lang
Bitch I hop out of G5 jets with no itinerary
Watch how I beat my chest when your shordie hit me
Watch how she move her hips if she want a baby
Lock shordie hands up said it feel amazing
Lie to me more
Take the gun off safety
Can't touch no J if it ain't a little laced
Can't show no love my heart filled with hate
(my heart filled with hate, yeah)
I don't need no oxy
To, treat you like an option
I can never love nobody
If you want a Birkin then pop it, woah
He got comfortable like we was stopping
Swear her eyes be hypnotic
Shining through the low lightning
I'd be lying if I said I ain't got no type
If you pull up on me imma shoot
(Oooh, ooooh) (Yeah)
Know that we sending them shots
Shots till you call me a leader (leader)
Leader (leader)
Y'all don't want one of us to get our get back back
I gotta get back to getting this cash
Give out head taps that lead to toe tags
Still got caught up deleting your texts
Don't you nod off we taking your place
Don't you get involved this ain't safe
Don't you buy none of the shit that she say
Don't you forget who in charge we don't play
You see the cash on me
Laugh to the bank
And then pop out in Helmut Lang
Yeah
She pop straight out of Saks
Feel like, softener baby back up
It ain't often I act up
I ain't love you like that, trust
Yeah, he got comfortable we made him have to adjust
Got some money started fiending for some dancers
Don't ever think we needed you when it get tough (tough)
Yeah
Leaves leaving trees like I'm leaving these treeshes
Been calling bitches bitches heavily I got em on leashes
I don't needa know what she did
I be off a bean
While shordie tweakin off that ketamine
Give a new meaning to fiending
When you off the shit I be on y'all look defeated
You a doctor diagnosed peon tryna beat us
(Ooooh, ooooh)
Spent a hunnit on this wrist watch this wrist watch
Spent your money on your bitch talking 'bout licks now
You outside walking like a lick while we slut your bitch out
(slut her out)
She pop straight out of Saks
Feel like, softener baby back up
It ain't often I act up
I ain't love you like that, trust
Yeah, he got comfortable we made him have to adjust
Got some money started fiending for some dancers
Don't ever think we needed you when it get tough (tough)
Yeah
Leaves leaving trees like I'm leaving these treeshes
Been calling bitches bitches heavily I got em on leashes
I don't needa know what she did
I be off a bean
While shordie tweakin off that ketamine
Give a new meaning to fiending
When you off the shit I be on y'all look defeated
You a doctor diagnosed peon tryna beat us
If you pull up on me imma shoot
(Oooh, ooooh) (Yeah)
Know that we sending them shots shots
Till you call me a leader (leader)
Leader (leader)
Y'all don't want one of us to get our get back back
I gotta get back to getting this cash
Give out head taps that lead to toe tags
Still got caught up deleting your texts
Don't you nod off we taking your place
Don't you get involved this ain't safe
Don't you buy none of the shit that she say
Don't you forget who in charge we don't play
You see the cash on me
Laugh to the bank
And then pop out in Helmut Lang
Bitch I hop out of G5 jets with no itinerary
Watch how I beat my chest when your shordie hit me
Watch how she move her hips if she want a baby
Lock shordie hands up said it feel amazing
Lie to me more
Take the gun off safety
Can't touch no J if it ain't a little laced
Can't show no love my heart filled with hate
(my heart filled with hate, yeah)
I don't need no oxy
To, treat you like an option
I can never love nobody
If you want a Birkin then pop it, woah
He got comfortable like we was stopping
Swear her eyes be hypnotic
Shining through the low lightning
I'd be lying if I said I ain't got no type
If you pull up on me imma shoot
(Oooh, ooooh) (Yeah)
Know that we sending them shots
Shots till you call me a leader (leader)
Leader (leader)
Y'all don't want one of us to get our get back back
I gotta get back to getting this cash
Give out head taps that lead to toe tags
Still got caught up deleting your texts
Don't you nod off we taking your place
Don't you get involved this ain't safe
Don't you buy none of the shit that she say
Don't you forget who in charge we don't play
You see the cash on me
Laugh to the bank
And then pop out in Helmut Lang
Yeah
She pop straight out of Saks
Feel like, softener baby back up
It ain't often I act up
I ain't love you like that, trust
Yeah, he got comfortable we made him have to adjust
Got some money started fiending for some dancers
Don't ever think we needed you when it get tough (tough)
Yeah
Leaves leaving trees like I'm leaving these treeshes
Been calling bitches bitches heavily I got em on leashes
I don't needa know what she did
I be off a bean
While shordie tweakin off that ketamine
Give a new meaning to fiending
When you off the shit I be on y'all look defeated
You a doctor diagnosed peon tryna beat us
(Ooooh, ooooh)
Credits
Writer(s): Bishop Robinson, Chirag Tiwari, Raq, Saahil Singh
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