Go Figure
Uh
Go figure, I don't think I'm having fun
I done made a couple hits
Then I bounced right back like gum
Shout out Kiwi, shout out Akiyo and Mari uh
In my feelings, go to shows, go to parties uh
But it's exhausting
In the car, making lies, tell 'em engine is broken
Like I'm talking bout myself but the truth ain't disclosing
I don't know, I'm trynna go with the flow
It's a blow to the nuts every time that I'm posting
On the internet
Go figure
Figure it out and get my name out your mouth
You slow hitters
Cream of the crop, I'm on my way to the top, uh
Go figure
Figure it out and get my name out your mouth
You slow hitters
Cream of the crop, I'm on my way to the top, uh
Focus on me
You fuckers focus on me
I'm trynna focus on me
Y'all trynna coast to coast me
I keep it humble, never talk about the shit that don't matter
Your wallet is fatter but leave some food on your platter
You fuckers hungry, for a fight, for a bite
Of the moment but you don't really care about the spotlight
Who it shines on, y'all just wanna dine
Y'all just want a dime, then take away your time
I'm complaining cos I'm sick of you
You fuckers minuscule
But you latching like leeches
I don't need nobody to tell me if I'm cooking
If you booking I appreciate it
But fuckers really shooketh like
Go figure
Figure it out and get my name out your mouth
You slow hitters
Cream of the crop, I'm on my way to the top, uh
Go figure
Figure it out and get my name out your mouth
You slow hitters
Cream of the crop, I'm on my way to the top, uh
Go figure, I don't think I'm having fun
I done made a couple hits
Then I bounced right back like gum
Shout out Kiwi, shout out Akiyo and Mari uh
In my feelings, go to shows, go to parties uh
But it's exhausting
In the car, making lies, tell 'em engine is broken
Like I'm talking bout myself but the truth ain't disclosing
I don't know, I'm trynna go with the flow
It's a blow to the nuts every time that I'm posting
On the internet
Go figure
Figure it out and get my name out your mouth
You slow hitters
Cream of the crop, I'm on my way to the top, uh
Go figure
Figure it out and get my name out your mouth
You slow hitters
Cream of the crop, I'm on my way to the top, uh
Focus on me
You fuckers focus on me
I'm trynna focus on me
Y'all trynna coast to coast me
I keep it humble, never talk about the shit that don't matter
Your wallet is fatter but leave some food on your platter
You fuckers hungry, for a fight, for a bite
Of the moment but you don't really care about the spotlight
Who it shines on, y'all just wanna dine
Y'all just want a dime, then take away your time
I'm complaining cos I'm sick of you
You fuckers minuscule
But you latching like leeches
I don't need nobody to tell me if I'm cooking
If you booking I appreciate it
But fuckers really shooketh like
Go figure
Figure it out and get my name out your mouth
You slow hitters
Cream of the crop, I'm on my way to the top, uh
Go figure
Figure it out and get my name out your mouth
You slow hitters
Cream of the crop, I'm on my way to the top, uh
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Writer(s): Annik Wang
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