OTB
Open this bitch I gotta
Wrap on my tip
Hand on my biz
You got your hands round my hip
Crack on my phone
I can handle a mill
Back on my grind
You can't tap out a bit
Open this bitch I gotta
Wrap on my tip
Hand on my biz
You got your hands round my hip
Crack on my phone
I can handle a mill
Back on my grind
You can't tap out a bit
Banger on my mind, I'm gon vibe on a private slide
She love me, know I'm gon vibe on the valentine's
Back at my home, feeling knighted, I
All the stress you minimize
Make it worth it, justify
Love taught me to love no more
You know that's why I'm a private soul
Got your wrists tied, imma take some more
You won't describe all the things you told
Things you told
Do you love me?
Why you got so cold?
Brittle like steel
But my heart weighs gold
Panorama view
Got me thinking twice
Gave you full access pass to my life
Never thought twice
Never thought lies
Never thought snake eyes
When I roll dice only cut ties
I be feeling different
Round you I can't trust myself
Cause I know you never listen
When I'm in my feels
My texts be quite persistent
I know if you loving me
On me you're never quitting
I know, I know love is just for show
I know, I know, not my ride or die I go
Open this bitch I gotta
Wrap on my tip
Hand on my biz
You got your hands round my hip
Crack on my phone
I can handle a mill
Back on my grind
You can't tap out a bit
Open this bitch I gotta
Wrap on my tip
Hand on my biz
You got your hands round my hip
Crack on my phone
I can handle a mill
Back on my grind
You can't tap out a bit
Bills be stacking up can't see them
Babe I know my worth conceited
I be on my grind I making dough
So I can say I be him
Party everyway and everyday
So I can write these feelings
Down
So I can understand what they be meaning
Fibanacci when I look at the sequence
Double the words so double the meanings
Heir to air the space between the lines
Make the vision go clearer
I'm no man so I look in the mirror
Michael said
If you want to make a change
You look at yourself and you make it
I'm not that guy I never was patient
Never was patient
I'm not that guy I never was patient
Never was patient
I'm not that guy I never was patient
Wrap on my tip
Hand on my biz
You got your hands round my hip
Crack on my phone
I can handle a mill
Back on my grind
You can't tap out a bit
Open this bitch I gotta
Wrap on my tip
Hand on my biz
You got your hands round my hip
Crack on my phone
I can handle a mill
Back on my grind
You can't tap out a bit
Banger on my mind, I'm gon vibe on a private slide
She love me, know I'm gon vibe on the valentine's
Back at my home, feeling knighted, I
All the stress you minimize
Make it worth it, justify
Love taught me to love no more
You know that's why I'm a private soul
Got your wrists tied, imma take some more
You won't describe all the things you told
Things you told
Do you love me?
Why you got so cold?
Brittle like steel
But my heart weighs gold
Panorama view
Got me thinking twice
Gave you full access pass to my life
Never thought twice
Never thought lies
Never thought snake eyes
When I roll dice only cut ties
I be feeling different
Round you I can't trust myself
Cause I know you never listen
When I'm in my feels
My texts be quite persistent
I know if you loving me
On me you're never quitting
I know, I know love is just for show
I know, I know, not my ride or die I go
Open this bitch I gotta
Wrap on my tip
Hand on my biz
You got your hands round my hip
Crack on my phone
I can handle a mill
Back on my grind
You can't tap out a bit
Open this bitch I gotta
Wrap on my tip
Hand on my biz
You got your hands round my hip
Crack on my phone
I can handle a mill
Back on my grind
You can't tap out a bit
Bills be stacking up can't see them
Babe I know my worth conceited
I be on my grind I making dough
So I can say I be him
Party everyway and everyday
So I can write these feelings
Down
So I can understand what they be meaning
Fibanacci when I look at the sequence
Double the words so double the meanings
Heir to air the space between the lines
Make the vision go clearer
I'm no man so I look in the mirror
Michael said
If you want to make a change
You look at yourself and you make it
I'm not that guy I never was patient
Never was patient
I'm not that guy I never was patient
Never was patient
I'm not that guy I never was patient
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Writer(s): Aditya Tripathi, James Plum
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