Ilwy

(You always look your best)

Running to the bag, like you running from your past, just to pop another tag

Push up on the dash, driving like you wanna crash, tryna see the whip smash

Never mad, never sad, feeling glad 'cause I pulled up to the pad

And I keep a bitch bad but I act real nice, type of guy she never had

Looking yo best
You ain't got a N, when you booking your test

Shouldn't know the rest
In the kitchen wit the fillet, cooking that breast

Couldn't find the X
Digging for some treasure, there's a hook in that chest

Took out that mess
See you moving, I'm a king, he a rook for that chess

Keep my feelings far
'Cause she a tricky hoe
Use her once, write her off, like a sticky note
How i'm rapping, prolly think that I got fifty more
Only one on my mind, she won't let me close

Now i'm popping on your page
Keep it formal with me now i'm popping on your stage
And the whole crowd is jumping like they wanna rage
Love lockdown over, taking my heart out the cage like (Ah)

Running to the bag, like you running from your past, just to pop another tag

Push up on the dash, driving like you wanna crash, tryna see the whip smash

Never mad, never sad, feeling glad 'cause I pulled up to the pad

And I keep a bitch bad but I act real nice, type of guy she never had

Callin & sexting but she ain't with that jazz
Told her "Wait i'm tryna finish homework that's past, due"
You make me think 'bout dropping the whole class
And take you shopping, we could get the popping of both tags

Because, it's been a minute
Since I found somebody who deserve to go & spend it
Decimate my credit, maxing out the debit
Any cash left, girl go ahead & spread it

Like you worked for it
But I could never see you joining up the work force
And it's been that way like way before my first chorus
You just so different that I had to write a verse for it

I'mma say it once, baby
Me & you right now is a maybe
Keep on hitting up my line like "Save me"
Goin ghost on your ass, P Swayze

Okay
Buy the cup, fill it up, lemonade for me
Not enough, you just want some lemon with the tea
Passionfruit mix, i'mma try it 'cause you like it
You been right the whole night, ain't even tryna fight it

Shawty talking to me now like I been knew her
Act like it's true, 'boutta go & redo her
Body hourglass, no wonder I could see through her
Her crib is a detour, pull up, give that D to her (Aye)

Running to the bag, like you running from your past, just to pop another tag

Push up on the dash, driving like you wanna crash, tryna see the whip smash

Never mad, never sad, feeling glad 'cause I pulled up to the pad

And I keep a bitch bad but I act real nice, type of guy she never had

Running to the bag, like you running from your past, just to pop another tag

Push up on the dash, driving like you wanna crash, tryna see the whip smash

Never mad, never sad, feeling glad 'cause I pulled up to the pad

And I keep a bitch bad but I act real nice, type of guy she never had

(Never had)



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Writer(s): Harshawn B
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