New Patek

Go, go, go, yo, yo
(Yo, nigga, yo, what's up, nigga?)

Ah, shit, she say she like my flow, she like my style
Put up on her, she say she ain't seen me in a while
Last time that I saw her, she was fuckin' with my pal
I'm like, damn, look how that work
She say my last nigga lame and he can't flirt

Love the way I'm putting in the work
She like that gospel shit
So I pull up and take her after church
Bought you food, yeah, I had care for you
Crying, I was there for you
Screaming, I would die for you
But really, would you die for me?

Lie, would you ride for me? (Lie, would you ride for me?)
Lie, would you slide for me? (Lie, would you slide for me?)
I guess not, so I'ma slide up on these bands 'cause they gon' ride for me
Look, I can't get this shit together for somebody to take us back
I'm like, "Yeah, yeah, you right"
Said that, knew it wasn't right

You ain't fuck with me, so I ain't even put up no fight
I just wish I stayed the same and never put up with her games
(Never put up with her games)
Mm (yeah), I know that's right (I know that)
I know that's right (I know that)
Mm, I said (I said)
I know that's right (I know that's right)
I know that's right (I know that's right)
I know that's right

She say she like my flow, she like my style
Hold up on her, she say she ain't seen me in a while
Last time that I saw her she was fuckin' with my pal
I'm like, damn, look how that work
She say my last nigga lame and he can't flirt
She say my last nigga lame and he can't flirt

She say she like my flow, she like my style
Hold up on her, she say she ain't seen me in a while
Last time that I saw her she was fuckin' with my pal
I'm like, damn, look how that work
She say my last nigga lame and he can't flirt



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Writer(s): Brett He
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