Thank You/Come Again
Yeah, you better move smart
Shootin' target on your heart
Speedin' off in a cat
Speedin' like a go-kart
New car, push to start
Yellow diamonds bark now
I be chillin' on my part I'm on point like a dart
Swimmin' with my fuckin' sharks
Bro ain't whippin', he a fuckin' narc
She got lean, she got everything you need
Lambo pickin' up some speed
Streamin' hoes, I feel like speed
I be spillin' all my sauce
Hit the gas, I need some spark
Back to poppin' shit again
Back outside, I found your friend
But tonight, she not your friend
Told her, thank you, come again
All them bills like I'm Cosby
If pockets gettin' thin, I'm going again I'm thinkin' robbery
I don't think you mean it when you say that you could stop me
Buddy in his head thinkin', damn, bro, shot me
Barkin' up the wrong tree, you gon' see what's on me
You could blame it on me, I don't blame you
Yeah, you better move smart
Shootin' target on your heart
Speedin' off in a cat
Speedin' like a go-kart
New car, push to start
Yellow diamonds bark now
I be chillin' on my part I'm on point like a dart
Swimmin' with my fuckin' sharks
Bro ain't whippin', he a fuckin' narc
She got lean, she got everything you need
Lambo pickin' up some speed
Streamin' hoes, I feel like speed
I be spillin' all my sauce
Hit the gas, I need some spark
Back to poppin' shit again
Back outside, I found your friend
But tonight, she not your friend
Told her, thank you, come again
Shootin' target on your heart
Speedin' off in a cat
Speedin' like a go-kart
New car, push to start
Yellow diamonds bark now
I be chillin' on my part I'm on point like a dart
Swimmin' with my fuckin' sharks
Bro ain't whippin', he a fuckin' narc
She got lean, she got everything you need
Lambo pickin' up some speed
Streamin' hoes, I feel like speed
I be spillin' all my sauce
Hit the gas, I need some spark
Back to poppin' shit again
Back outside, I found your friend
But tonight, she not your friend
Told her, thank you, come again
All them bills like I'm Cosby
If pockets gettin' thin, I'm going again I'm thinkin' robbery
I don't think you mean it when you say that you could stop me
Buddy in his head thinkin', damn, bro, shot me
Barkin' up the wrong tree, you gon' see what's on me
You could blame it on me, I don't blame you
Yeah, you better move smart
Shootin' target on your heart
Speedin' off in a cat
Speedin' like a go-kart
New car, push to start
Yellow diamonds bark now
I be chillin' on my part I'm on point like a dart
Swimmin' with my fuckin' sharks
Bro ain't whippin', he a fuckin' narc
She got lean, she got everything you need
Lambo pickin' up some speed
Streamin' hoes, I feel like speed
I be spillin' all my sauce
Hit the gas, I need some spark
Back to poppin' shit again
Back outside, I found your friend
But tonight, she not your friend
Told her, thank you, come again
Credits
Writer(s): Harsh S
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