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Uh
Let's go missing
Baby let's take trips then
U wanna fuck w a star so come over here cuz i need u to lick it
Aye
After we fuck ion need no attachments cuz niggas be trippin
Cuz i kno ya ex nigga b glitchin
Cuz that nigga broke n got no chicken

Damn
Y'all niggas tuff (y'all niggas tuff"
Hold on
I lied
All that tuff talk be for the live
And ya rap niggas don't b outside
And those trash songs scaring the vibes
Swervin big body tahoe with the guys
We like 08 celtics w the 9
I go ku off the perky im feelin alive

But it's back to the basics
I rock air force fuck is a asics
I need more bread back to my day shift
Where the fuck is the chases
Fuck it ion care wat the bank is
I make bad hoes turn around n shake it
I'm a smooth nigga u gotta take it
That bitch don't think i'm handsome she need lasik
Or a hoe that's still mad that i skated

I got friends that don't think i will make it
But them same friends watch me like i'm famous
Back in my hood they treat me like i'm famous
I tell them this shit easy just chase it

And it's 2 hoes in this whip that i came with
That's 2 bitches 2 cats that i'm taming
And i still treat them like acquaintance
That's why they tripping like vacations

Yea
Uh
Let's go missing
Baby let's take trips then
U wanna fuck w a star so come over here cuz i need u to lick it
Aye
After we fuck ion need no attachments cuz niggas be trippin
Cuz i kno ya ex nigga b glitchin
Cuz that nigga broke n got no chicken

But but i ball like the pistons

Like and i do it consistent

Now u tellin him that u want distance
Cuz u want me stretch u like a gymnast
Like
Hold on i b shittin
I just copped rose gold from my dentist
I just bagged 4 hoes on my wish list
Baby don't fight me girl just listen

Oooooouuuu

Like (like)

U said u want avienne
Like
But i still want ashante
I ain't playin games bitch do not try me
Are we together like Whitney and Bobby
Or
We like riri n rocky
Yea
And i'm mr too wavy i'm cocky
I'm that nigga you know u can't copy (copy)

Uh
Let's go missing
Baby let's take trips then
U wanna fuck w a star so come over here cuz i need u to lick it
Aye
After we fuck ion need no attachments cuz niggas be trippin
Cuz i kno ya ex nigga b glitchin
Cuz that nigga broke n got no chicken

Damn
Y'all niggas tuff (y'all niggas tuff"
Hold on
I lied
All that tuff talk be for the live
And ya rap niggas don't b outside
And those trash songs scaring the vibes
Swervin big body tahoe with the guys
We like 08 celtics w the 9
I go ku off the perky im feelin alive

And she wanna chill on the lit side

Bitch u is not outside go get inside

Gbg ain't got no date ima get mine

Bitch too wavey like a big tide

I went and realized all they real lies

That's niggas b lames in disguise

N yall boys is not tuff on the dead guys

N go check ya hoe she on check line

N i was just broke bout a year ago

Now i flip shit rey mysterio (rey mysterio)

Fat pockets on terio

Yea baby here we go

Like i eat cheerios

I'm a big boy now they gon hear me tho

N they gonna hear me on the stereo

On my body only special material



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Writer(s): Donavon James
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