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Connor Doyle, AYVERY
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Cause we way too hot (hot) For you Drippin like we got too much on Ay Know that they got it open for us cause we stayin all night long Yeah when we walk in the club You better believe we know what's up Got this girls all in a trance Throwing bands and then they dance Oh nana ahh Hey Connor (sup) They don't f*ck with us (true) They don't like how that ginger mother fucker running game like a point guard (haha) Like Chris Paul saucing people up breaking ankles Ballin out like the tune squad (find out) They don't f*ck with me cause I only act hard Goofy mother fucker cruisin round in his new car (goofy motherfucker) Bass booming out shit really hittin too hard (shit bumping) They don't like me cause I'm too hard Told me chill out (nah) I'm like hell no (uh-uh) Boy you too soft Like a pillow (bitch) I got two broads In the whip though (skrrt) Give you two birds Out the window Like f*ck how you feel bitch Been on my bull shit since I was a little kid (since I was young) Been in my bag since I was just a lil jit Been fly as f*ck might step out with a lil drip (been fly as f*ck) Been high as f*ck I been smoking on real shit (dank) Been going up on my grind on some real shit Boy think he gang man he is not a real crip (what you saying) Crip walking with my blue hunnids on some drill shit (on some drill shit) On some kill shit (uh) On some ill shit (uh) Like the flu game (mm) Like I'm MJ (23) You Scottie Pippen Boy you too lame In my mentions (uh) Boy you too fake Cause we way too hot (hot) For you (23) Drippin like we got too much on Ay Know that they got it open for us cause we stayin all night long Yeah when we walk in the club You better believe we know what's up Got this girls all in a trance Throwing bands and then they dance I'm the realest mother fucker Illest mother fucker ever come up out my city Chillest mother fucker come and fuckin vibe with me Chilly mother fuckers we the coldest outta Stilly But we too hot Think you dropping heat but really you not Everybody freak when me and brodie drop Going for the ring we ain't bound to take a loss We gon run the game you ain't taking this spot (bitch) They wanting my line like what's your number (brrp) Yeah I'm posing for all your favorite covers (vogue) Make your girl blush I give her color (oo) Cause we hot like Dallas in the summer (hah) And they don't wanna step to me cause they too scared they gonna feel the heat They asking for the recipe they wanna know how I do it but that's just me Cause we way too hot (hot) For you Drippin like we got too much on Ay Know that they got it open for us cause we stayin all night long Yeah when we walk in the club You better believe we know what's up Got this girls all in a trance Throwing bands and then they dance
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Written by: Avery Scammahorn, Connor Doyle
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