F**k Ya Race, Baby.

Put your fists up if you really want it
Turn my rizz up because I really want him
I be smoking weed, I'm a real stoner
We could link for free but it depends on the
Vibe of the place
Time of the day
Put your guard down, 2019 Golden State
Lil' baby, we fucking, we cannot go out on dates
I don't do relationships, Kim Jong will blow up in your face

Everybody's eyes turn when I walk into the place, yea
Black as hell, give a fuck about a racist
I could give a fuck about your race, baby
I done fucked white boys way pastier than erasers
I done fucked some niggas look like they should play for the Pacers, no racial, oh
Ohhhh

I got chest pain from the stress things
Bitch, don't become one of them
When we under covers, don't tell me that you love me
I was undercover so long, I just said, "Fuck it"
How your drawls so wet and we ain't did nothing yet?
I feel like KD, I'll give your ass a bucket, yea
Gimme a 3.5, I smoke it to the nugget
Okay, I'm three high, I done had enough
Don't you think I'm dumb, I could call your bluff
Middy 1 of 1, I don't do crap stuff
Middy go Phantom like a Rolls Royce truck
Middy from Atlanta like it's Snow on Tha Bluff
Middy at it earlier than bird and the worm
Since you got all the words, what you heard?
We not shopping, but I made lil baby splurge
I got rid of all them hoes just like The Purge

Everybody's eyes turn when I walk into the place, yea
Black as hell, give a fuck about a racist
I could give a fuck about your race, baby
I done fucked white boys way pastier than erasers
I done fucked some niggas look like they should play for the Pacers, no racial, oh
Ohhhh

That was a fun ass song to make, not gonna lie
Y'all hear these motherfucking flows, man
Y'all hear these motherfucking flows
Bitch!
Quit playing with me
And more importantly
Stop playing with Middy



Credits
Writer(s): Micah Ama-gi
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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