Rivals

For now and I guess we rivals
You say you want me but you can't get no title
I feel that shit you do oh girl it's so spiteful
You got that hit right on the spot it get vital

You see that shit on floor you petty
Wash that pile of clothes
Tryna take credit for what I do but I don't never fold
Complain when you get in the house I see you like to scope
Always sitting in my camera I know you like the pose
We celebrating you tonight cuss said let's take a toast
She said she know how to cook sit back she making roast
I keep seeing you tonight her buns just like a loaf
Fly her wings up in the back and she ain't even know

For now and I guess we rivals
You say you want me but you can't get no title
I feel that shit you do oh girl it's so spiteful
You got that hit right on the spot it get vital

Shawty say she love me I don't listen what you talking bout
Her friend said she caught me cheating I said that's just word of mouth
I think she tryna play me she know I'm too wavy
Sliding with Sullie we counting this money I know that I'm acting too petty
Must be stepbrothers feeling like Will Ferrell
Nigga I slide in the Maro these niggaz can't catch me I'm on
You can't see me I'm gone bling blow
Got that gold on my neck and my wrist must be Kung Lao
LER stepping these be custom kicks
Switching a new whip
I hit up D.A
Don't fuck with that boy he the D.A
We balling like EA switching a bitch it be a new day
She tryna eat me I just turned my dick to a souffle
Checking my schedule I gotta leave cause I'm off on a new plane

For now and I guess we rivals
You say you want me but you can't get no title
I feel that shit you do oh girl it's so spiteful
You got that hit right on the spot it get vital



Credits
Writer(s): Jeremy Hall, Charles Taylor
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