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(I guess it's time to get down)
Yeah, okay
Haha
Yeah, ah-ah-ah, what?
Ayy, I'll go right here
What? Bitch, where you want, ah
Fuck, how do I do that intro?
Maybe this go
Rah, rah-rah, rah-rah, ah, mm-mm-mm, mm-mm
Alright, I got it, I got it, I got it
How are you doin' this evening?
She asked if I played for the Clevelands (for the Clevelands)
Niggas wanna act all anemic (wow)
Martin Luther King dreamin'
I just wanna go, uh
Yeah, you wanna flow, uh
I just got it back, yeah
you wanna air it, blow, uh
Wait, wait, robbed her, yeah, you rob her
oh, he petty, petty
nigga ready, you met machetes
Bae, every comma, check, uh (oh)
You wouldn't come with me to that (uh)
Yeah, I go the right (right)
Yeah, your bitch go left
Makes his treble clef (oh)
Got my base in raw, uh
This is one-on-one, uh
Yeah, chalk it, uh
I'ma enter fuckin' back
I'm in a tar pit, uh
Ladies call me Drake, nigga
Call me Marvin, uh
Call the room, call the room, this is doom, uh
Internally, internally for you
Love it when you smile and you now up, yeah
Lovin' on your smell, paraphanalia
Yeah, you stellar, kinda bella, uh
Yeah, I call her Isabella, yeah, repelled her
I know you shy
I don't wanna die
I got demons now
You won't be inside
Ayy, uh, ayy, uh
Wait, but that ain't all, uh
Where my, hold my cup, uh
Yeah, you come a lot, uh
Wait, kumbaya, uh
This is is how much I, uh
Yeah, do the back, uh
Wait, do the walk, uh
Yeah, chimichang, uh
Yeah, chimi-chi, uh
Ah, smoke some weed, uh
Smile and lick my teeth, uh
Wait, wear cleats, uh
This is where my meet, uh
Wait, I'm elite, uh
You can not compete, uh
Ayy, A-B-C, uh
Don't forget G-G, uh, uh
Double Ds, uh
E and E and E, uh
Wait, FN full, respect it, F with me, uh
Fuck you, all your respect, this is heavenly
Wait, wait
Yeah, AK, yeah, you got 'em, no, no, uh
Yeah, I just like a bitch that likes to get chokehold, uh
I just like a bitch that be chokehold, hold
Come in cold
This is war
You sold your soul
You sold your soul
Gave off bad vibes
Gave off some bad vibes, what you doin'?
This is just a bad vibe
Yeah, yeah, got my bag tight
WRITERS
Everett Birk, Jimir Reece Davis
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Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
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