Nowhere
Yeah
Bitch you need to catch up like a condiment
Swear I thought you was the one with your fine ass
Feelings had me hit sticked like a lineman
Bitch took my heart, help me try to find it
Can't believe you really thought I was a dumbass
Bitch you're gettin' nowhere with your lying ass
You ain't going nowhere, better run fast
Thought the love was real as fuck but you was fraudulent
Nah I ain't finna run it back once
Had to turn back, Benjamin Button
Focus on the bag, niggas gettin' none
You ain't getting no love bitch you're done
Big boat, double R, Miss Puff
I remember you was asking just to drive it
Now we're sleeping in the sky flying private
Had the room ready 'fore we hit the lobby
Knew I put too much trust in my fellow man
You ain't getting too far being transparent
Now my feelings locked up, isolation
That shit opened my eyes like a Mason
Type shit make you tap in with the Haitians
Type shit make you give in to the hate man
Now she wanna come out, make a statement
Best look out for ulterior faces
And my money only got blue faces
Fuck them niggas, all they do is hate man
Told my twin to go run up the cake man
Told my twin let's go run up them dollars
Had me thinking she the one and only
I do this for my father and mama
Out the way, I don't do well with drama
Too much drama but I keep it cool
All these niggas hating all on you
Want me back she must be off the shrooms
Datboy Tai that nigga be the truth
I be the littest walking in the room
Tell that bitch I don't care 'bout what she do
I'ma do me and baby you do you, aye
Bitch you need to catch up like a condiment
Swear I thought you was the one with your fine ass
Feelings had me hit sticked like a lineman
Bitch took my heart, help me try to find it
Can't believe you really thought I was a dumbass
Bitch you're gettin' nowhere with your lying ass
You ain't going nowhere, better run fast
Thought the love was real as fuck but you was fraudulent
Nah I ain't finna run it back once
Had to turn back, Benjamin Button
Focus on the bag, niggas gettin' none
You ain't getting no love bitch you're done
Big boat, double R, Miss Puff
I remember you was asking just to drive it
Now we're sleeping in the sky flying private
Had the room ready 'fore we hit the lobby
Tell me what was gon' be the alternative
I was finna crash out but I seen you won't worth it
I'm tryna go see where the turn is
I'd probably be better just sitting at home meditating
But I'm tryna burn shit
Like how can you love then throw it away, that's fake
I could've had better the same
Now I'm purging, but that's on me
Just like Yella Beezy
I chuck up the deuce, she get loose in her knees
So she get to begging and begging and pleading
Took me a minute but bitch now I see it
I'm feeling way better now
They mad cause we up now
And I ball, made a touchdown
And she wonder when I touch down, yeah
Bitch you need to catch up like a condiment
Swear I thought you was the one with your fine ass
Feelings had me hit sticked like a lineman
Bitch took my heart, help me try to find it
Can't believe you really thought I was a dumbass
Bitch you're gettin' nowhere with your lying ass
You ain't going nowhere, better run fast
Thought the love was real as fuck but you was fraudulent
Nah I ain't finna run it back once
Had to turn back, Benjamin Button
Focus on the bag, niggas gettin' none
You ain't getting no love bitch you're done
Big boat, double R, Miss Puff
I remember you was asking just to drive it
Now we're sleeping in the sky flying private
Had the room ready 'fore we hit the lobby
Knew I put too much trust in my fellow man
You ain't getting too far being transparent
Now my feelings locked up, isolation
That shit opened my eyes like a Mason
Type shit make you tap in with the Haitians
Type shit make you give in to the hate man
Now she wanna come out, make a statement
Best look out for ulterior faces
And my money only got blue faces
Fuck them niggas, all they do is hate man
Told my twin to go run up the cake man
Told my twin let's go run up them dollars
Had me thinking she the one and only
I do this for my father and mama
Out the way, I don't do well with drama
Too much drama but I keep it cool
All these niggas hating all on you
Want me back she must be off the shrooms
Datboy Tai that nigga be the truth
I be the littest walking in the room
Tell that bitch I don't care 'bout what she do
I'ma do me and baby you do you, aye
Bitch you need to catch up like a condiment
Swear I thought you was the one with your fine ass
Feelings had me hit sticked like a lineman
Bitch took my heart, help me try to find it
Can't believe you really thought I was a dumbass
Bitch you're gettin' nowhere with your lying ass
You ain't going nowhere, better run fast
Thought the love was real as fuck but you was fraudulent
Nah I ain't finna run it back once
Had to turn back, Benjamin Button
Focus on the bag, niggas gettin' none
You ain't getting no love bitch you're done
Big boat, double R, Miss Puff
I remember you was asking just to drive it
Now we're sleeping in the sky flying private
Had the room ready 'fore we hit the lobby
Tell me what was gon' be the alternative
I was finna crash out but I seen you won't worth it
I'm tryna go see where the turn is
I'd probably be better just sitting at home meditating
But I'm tryna burn shit
Like how can you love then throw it away, that's fake
I could've had better the same
Now I'm purging, but that's on me
Just like Yella Beezy
I chuck up the deuce, she get loose in her knees
So she get to begging and begging and pleading
Took me a minute but bitch now I see it
I'm feeling way better now
They mad cause we up now
And I ball, made a touchdown
And she wonder when I touch down, yeah
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