She wana leave with the crew
She wanna l with the crew
Ayy,don’t wanna make a mistake
Don’t wanna have to explain
She know where i bly
c#m inside, but i refrain
Throwing bands, making it rain
Oh my god, i’m getting. fay
2am, but she wanna lay
Chasing money man the guap
Writing something spitting bars
I’m in your mind, in your thoughts
Nothing to say, that’s what i thought
I don’t hang with a opp
You a f n#gg# you a opp
Ayy, if i said it i meant my n#gg#
Making money i’m paying the bill’s
And i got no time for no chill
Whatever i tell you is real
Ayy ayy
Oh gosh wanna make way
Pull thru i’m on the way
Ong dont wanna lay
Man you know that he don’t play
Eh eh
She don’t get it
Eh eh
She wanna fiddle
Eh eh
In 2 sеater
Oh nah nah nah nah
I’m the man man
Ac on fan fan
One dancе blem blem blem
Man i hate waiting
I hate waiting
Making a statement
While i be faded
Man i hate waiting
I hate waiting
Making a statement
While i be faded, ah
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