Lyrics

Nigga said he want beef cuh turn to Jim Dean Just walked outta Lanvin shoes cost $15 That was on a light day got blessed wit the right packs Always give grace and imma always get it back No caps in my raps neck on ice pack Buddy don't believe in karma we think that shit whack I wake up and meditate make it easy to step back We ain't in a rat race ratatouille and cognac I like to take my time wit it and she know that But if it come down to it I still run like a 4 flat No I'm not an athlete but I still throw that We gone do what we want phuck what the coach ask Cuh said I was talking to fast I did not know that Imma give her the rush every time I got the most sacks Most of these girls super basic and got no depth She right every time and I'm starting to think we do not know left
Writer(s): Caleb Gary Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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