QUITE THE FORM
Uh Aye
I be seeing red sometimes
Don't even know whats right or wrong
It's been raining for some years
Nowadays we just tryna fight the storm
My bro taking Risk
He move with sticks all day, despite the norm
I'm smoking zips straight to the face
To reach my higher form
To reach my higher self
All this pain make good for fire songs
You best get behind yourself
They see when you up, Don't see the quiet storm
See me moving all this weight, say i got quite the form
College bitch she always at my crib cause she don't like the dorms
Modest bitch,
But that bitch a demon when she in my bed
I was fucking with her friend
But she said why you don't try me instead
I ain't dumb I know this bitch wanna get physical
Just to get up in my pockets
Bitches too predictable
You can't get up off your ass
But you could hate that shit so pitiful
Damn, You don't got shit up on your plate
My shit look plentiful
I don't fuck with niggas like i'm racist
None these niggas dependable
I'm in your hood, any block bendable
Nigga you know all this bread apprehendible
Bitch i gotta eat
Riding with "shhh" when I swerve in the V
Move tact i'm just ducking the D's
Back blocks i'm moving discrete
Bad lil *bleep*
Can't sweat her I know that she treesh
Can't front though i love her physique
Got a fat ass that bitch still petite
Look uh
And she love to eat
Eat *bleep* Like Bon Appetit
Ex nigga mad she a freak
I know its a sore sight to see
Keep it a bean
Im who these niggas wanna be
Low key but i'm hot on the scene
And my pockets filled up to the seams
I be seeing red sometimes
Don't even know whats right or wrong
It's been raining for some years
Nowadays we just tryna fight the storm
My bro taking Risk
He move with sticks all day, despite the norm
I'm smoking zips straight to the face
To reach my higher form
To reach my higher self
All this pain make good for fire songs
You best get behind yourself
They see when you up, Don't see the quiet storm
See me moving all this weight, say i got quite the form
College bitch she always at my crib cause she don't like the dorms
I be seeing red sometimes
Don't even know whats right or wrong
It's been raining for some years
Nowadays we just tryna fight the storm
My bro taking Risk
He move with sticks all day, despite the norm
I'm smoking zips straight to the face
To reach my higher form
To reach my higher self
All this pain make good for fire songs
You best get behind yourself
They see when you up, Don't see the quiet storm
See me moving all this weight, say i got quite the form
College bitch she always at my crib cause she don't like the dorms
Modest bitch,
But that bitch a demon when she in my bed
I was fucking with her friend
But she said why you don't try me instead
I ain't dumb I know this bitch wanna get physical
Just to get up in my pockets
Bitches too predictable
You can't get up off your ass
But you could hate that shit so pitiful
Damn, You don't got shit up on your plate
My shit look plentiful
I don't fuck with niggas like i'm racist
None these niggas dependable
I'm in your hood, any block bendable
Nigga you know all this bread apprehendible
Bitch i gotta eat
Riding with "shhh" when I swerve in the V
Move tact i'm just ducking the D's
Back blocks i'm moving discrete
Bad lil *bleep*
Can't sweat her I know that she treesh
Can't front though i love her physique
Got a fat ass that bitch still petite
Look uh
And she love to eat
Eat *bleep* Like Bon Appetit
Ex nigga mad she a freak
I know its a sore sight to see
Keep it a bean
Im who these niggas wanna be
Low key but i'm hot on the scene
And my pockets filled up to the seams
I be seeing red sometimes
Don't even know whats right or wrong
It's been raining for some years
Nowadays we just tryna fight the storm
My bro taking Risk
He move with sticks all day, despite the norm
I'm smoking zips straight to the face
To reach my higher form
To reach my higher self
All this pain make good for fire songs
You best get behind yourself
They see when you up, Don't see the quiet storm
See me moving all this weight, say i got quite the form
College bitch she always at my crib cause she don't like the dorms
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Writer(s): Tyler Hall
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