Lyrics:
a Timb
Get out of my Nest
How many Ex's you fuck with None of them getting me back
Back it up Back it up Back it up
You tried to step on me so I had
slow
Girl, show me emotion with the lights down low
Worked too hard just to let it go, yeah, yeah
This time I got to let you know
That, it's no
me and my gang on a map, Stack it up, then we gon' end with filet
I'm on a move, I been livin' my life, I gotta do what it take to get by
I'm in
on the shoulder and said, "Mmm, mmm, excuse me, ma'am"
She pulled down her pants and said, "Splack these hands"
Whoa, oh, oh, oh,
Sally "That Girl"
Whoa, oh,
on the shoulder and said, "Mmm, mmm, excuse me, ma'am"
She pulled down her pants and said, "Splack these hands"
Whoa, oh, oh, oh,
Sally "That Girl"
Whoa, oh,
already knew where you should've been
And that's with me (I understand, baby)
Girl, I understand you loyal to ya man
And that's alright aww baby
But
already knew where you should've been
And that's with me (I understand, baby)
Girl, I understand you loyal to ya man
And that's alright aww baby
But
Leave him outside for the birds to feast
No forgiveness no purgatory
In the courthouse don't prefer to speak
Call it Arsenal
All the gunners with me they
money by any means as soon as I ride with my gees man I ride for my gees
Chocolate ting brown skin ting Asian ting that's all I need
I'm not blinded by
Drop it for that low low beefing with me man that's a real no no
Tell you bye bye like these janky ass trap hoes
Rolling with diablos gangstas,
they still get embraced by everybody
Pussy niggas (pussy niggas)
That's what the world love (world)
It's hurtful, that's what the girl I used to love
it's enormous
I pulled up in that don with that Hublot on my arm
Head to toe in Louis Vuitton, lookin' like I sold a ton (Louis)
Real trap nigga,
hard every morning
Every night praying one day I make it on a team
As time go by it didn't work that way
I thought hoopin would help me escape
In a city
(Juggernaut)
Smoking moon rock
It got me high like astronaut
We roll out like Autoboots
Somewhere cooling with this thot
I told her I need tippy top
You gone get
it)
Nobody take me out tho
You got gifts bring em down the south pole
Marathon girl I put in miles
Don't you worry bout it might gon' work it out
ain't have shit
How a broke nigga still fuck on ya bitch ?
And you hating on me
You should know what it is
Man
This that gas
That that work
This that
It's my time to dare to sit on the sit who was made for me
Hard work for the better me
I am gonna show off to my enemies by any means they gonna mean
wrong with that tho, its your life drive it up
I mean, stay in your lane tho, your exit’s coming up
You try to keep up with me but need a pit stop
You
It ain't always summertime in June
Girl, it's been a long summer without you
It's a hot girl summer with your friends, right
Last year was the same,
need me
You is the girl who done freed me
Swearin with you by side, keepin me right, know that this life gonn be easy
You'll never get the chance to lay
relate people want stuff they can take
But don’t wanna work for
You can sit by a lake and you might get brown
But you can't get down
With the get get down,
come on, let's try now
Stay with me, we gone make it out
Got my head going round and round
Maybe we can work it out
Come over, when you sober
I said,
and my dogs smoking blunts up on the boardwalk
Bay 54th with my broad by the ballpark
Use the Dugout like a room at the Waldorf
Hit me up I got it for
more chainz but you can ask me where my money at.
Wait, wait! Hopped out the 4×4 if the girls wanna catch feels that's my fault.
Wait! Late night buzzing
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