quarterback

I'm back once again
Shawty gon make it clap like a quarterback
Caught her callin' comedy corny, quote her
'What's the point in that?'
Solely on my own girl I'm lonely
Should I have told you that?
Slowly on my way for the courage to ask for photographs

I need you on my arm, on my waist
All in this space
Out of this world
Girl from space and I'm racing
Chase the coordinates
Flow super wavey like court jazz or a forced path
But anytime this shit usually happens
Bro I get more mad, I
Keep it a hundred like four quarters in a coin bag
Fourth quarter Jordan with the bulls down we make a come back
I never ask a girl to come back
Coz that's sad
She left you bro it ain't get more trash
Stay on the course until the course crash
Keep taking more until it's your cash and your fashion
Whether you're on tour or your door dashin'
Gotta respect it
Cos ya'll think you're the Socrates of quality
Bunch of lil soccer teams
Shawty sloppy, Messi, a 10
Like she from Argentina
Any winning margin ya'll marchin toward
Is marginally different to these results I yield
I'm an overachiever and this the only option
You know I know that you know I know we slowly poppin'
The kids alone inside the crib just like Mccaulley Caulkin
Tryna make a livin' off rap
Or even turn a profit
Ya'll could never stop it

I'm back once again
Shawty gon' make it clap like a quarterback
Caught her callin' comedy corny, quote her
'What's the point in that?'

I guess I'm getting paid so slowly but still the peso's flowin'
Like I'm Jeff Bezo's I'll put the whole world on my payroll
Cos being broke was just a phase bro
If you want more why don't you say so