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What it is I can't call it

Pack my bags just kept walking

Boys could only try to sneak me these days

But big Mitch will keep popping

Haha

Laughing from my bed

And I don't lose no sleep

Over no Bo peeps

Over no old peeps

Couple use to know me's

Couple used to owe me's

Fucking on the police

I came with the cold crease

Vacay with the Voss bottles

Cabana man I just smoke gelato

Still giving game Aristotle

Closed my hears but I heard yah hollah

Bitches always change for that dollar dollar

Please leave me out of your texts tomorrow

Please let me go where you know I gotta

Back to the post

Hand up spot up

Brand new watch no time hold up

No time to rely

No time to rewind

Nice guy got no more meantime

I been putting work in

Put in overtime

Your heart racing every time you call

Im on your mind

I just sent you to voicemail for like seventh time

That google voice go crazy

Girl one thing you not is lazy okay

I just sip and then I sip

And then I hmmm

Then I sip and then I sip

Until it's cool

Cause

You know I can't play the fool

I been getting right

I know you wouldn't take it any other way

Perfection in the plans and it's on the way

I couldn't get my body from Miami dade

Grab a fucking Gatorade

I gotta work it off

Just got my dreads braided like set it off

I know my old lady hot like menopause

I really had to get it back like OJ Memorabilia

Now I get paid spilling all of my feelings

Still back on my bullshit

45 right here with a full clip

Seen the pics on the gram with the new whip

Try to hide it but bros blasted

First time they saw it

Now I gotta park it

Back to hoopdy till the project dropping

Check your DNA you don't want no problems

Say KMA when you got a problem

And I'm coming for you

You don't gotta call me

I'm on a hundred and you always know it

Make yah girl sing write a single for it

Drop the ad write a jingle for it

I'm always potent

You niggas know it

(House Music)

(On the way)