Hey , hey , hey
Sorry for the flex and finesse
Hit the opp boy in the chest
b#tch relieving all my stress
All glory too god cuz’ im blessed
Scared too see me in the flesh
Popped up like a cardiac arrest
p#ss# #ss n#gg# can’t get up
p#ss# #ss n#gg# can’t stand up
Three thousand counting cash up
Told a b#tch you not on my standard
Told a n#gg# your not on my level
Geeked out my body im on a level
b#tch wanna be civil
b#tch you too simple
I think she wanna go out for dinner
Took the L but im already the winner
No
I dont wanna go with her
I dont want you too come with me
No
Pulled up in a lyft cuz’ it lift me
Im in the back with a fifty
b#tch gеtting tricky trying too trick me
The chain like two fifty
I know your not rеally with me
I got my dogs they coming with me
Mixing this sh#t up like chemistry
Allergic too f#ck n#gg#s dont get near me
Broke black n#gg# now they remember me aye
Gotta keep the faith its either on me or in me
No pillow talking when i lay with your b#tch
I pull up i pull up im hurting your b#tch (aye!)
Hey , hey
Sorry for the flex and finesse
Hit the opp boy in the chest
b#tch relieving all my stress
All glory too god cuz’ im blessed
Scared too see me in the flesh
Popped up like a cardiac arrest
p#ss# #ss n#gg# can’t get up
p#ss# #ss n#gg# can’t stand up
Three thousand counting cash up
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