LIKE THAT

Real bad bitch, yeah, she got it like that
Daddy fill the duffel then hand that back
Real bad bitch, yeah, she got it like that
Got it like that, got it like that
Real bad bitch, yeah, she got it like that
Daddy fill the duffel then hand that back
Real bad bitch, yeah, she got it like that
Got it like that, she got it like that
Real bad bitch, yeah, she got it like that
Daddy fill the duffel then hand that back
Real bad bitch, yeah, she got it like that
Got it like that, she got it like that
I see your house in the rearview
Phone rings, I don't hear you
Nothing left, what can we do?
I feel the hole in my chest on the highway
I wonder why we can never do it my way
Nothing left, what can I say?
You want rain when the sun's out
You want peace with your guns out
I can't wait while our time runs out
I always listen to your problems
But when money doesn't solve 'em
That's when we hit rock bottom, cuz, umm
Real bad bitch, yeah, she got it like that
Daddy fill the duffel then hand that back
Real bad bitch, yeah, she got it like that
Got it like that, she got it like that
Real bad bitch, yeah, she got it like that
Daddy fill the duffel then hand that back
Real bad bitch, yeah, she got it like that
Got it like that, she got it like that
Got it like that
Hand that back
Got it like that, got it like that
She got it like that
You can say that's the way it is
But you're the one that wanted kids
Tell me what kind of life is this?
But I'm glad he pays to get your nails done
Doesn't give a shit as long as he cums
If there's no battle, what haveve you won?
Like J. Cole, can't save you
Acting like I'm the one that played you
But you can call when the rent's due
You'll call when the rent's due
It ain't worth getting into
Why you tryna act confused?
Yeah, hey
It was fun but now I feel sick
It was fun but now I feel sick
There's something, something
Something wrong with this
Got it like that
Hand that back
Got it like that
Got it like that
She got it like that
Real bad bitch, yeah, she got it like that
Daddy fill the duffel then hand that back
Real bad bitch, yeah, she got it like that
Got it like that
Got it like that
Real bad bitch, yeah, she got it like that
Daddy fill the duffel then hand that back
Real bad bitch, yeah, she got it like that
Got it like that
Real bad bitch, yeah, she got it like that
Daddy fill the duffel then hand that back
Real bad bitch, yeah, she got it like that
Got it like that
She got it like that
Real bad bitch, yeah, she got it like that
Real bad bitch, yeah, she got it like that
Got it like that, she got it like that
You want rain when the sun's out
You want peace with your guns out
I can't wait while our time runs out



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Writer(s): Jason Alexander Crosby
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