كلمات الأغاني
Zaza in the J, Mimosa in the cup That's why your bitch want fuck
All right, all right, yeah, all right
Way off stand off, nigga, for the mental
Really tryna find me
I've been hungry for the bread,
I really got the butter spread along the time here
While my niggas on the daily grindin
Dutty wining know your place
Halfway steppin', get you laced
Left in the wind, trailing further in the
Race
Dreams of whippin' in the Wraith
More in the reach, most you niggas in the way
I can't parlay with you niggas, I'm playin it safe
On my feet it's for the plate
Bitches tuggin' at the waist, it's no time to waste
Any second, any place, that you can get it
You know that I'm with it, I'm busy plottin' on a new estate
For my momma in a safe, couple million put away
Just in case you wanna take Another flight to get a taste
Of what the Earth'll tend to grace
Finer things all in the world, only come
With the cake
Commission mending all the race
I had to fix to get it straight I'm gon' make a play
The money flow in different ways
Don't even ask what the time is
Look at my wrist and get blinded
Focus on me, baby, open your eyelids
Hopin' to see that you wasn't a side chick
But you trippin
What's up with all these bitches Asking me all these questions
We ain't even fuck, we was texting
How you gon blow up my line
I ain't even get a chance to blow out your spine
And how you gon' leave him behind
I ain't even tell your ass that you would be mine
You did that boy cruddy So I left you lonely
I left your ass without a buddy But shit could get ugly
You keep pressing on me I might have to beat up your bruvee
So baby, let's play I go and find your best mate
Take her on the best date Fuck her, call it checkmate
I'm too fly, I'm not lying
That's just what my test say
(Sorry mom)
Alioune Diack, Tijan Glover
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