I'm tryna post up
Ain't tryna do much
I got too stuck
And ain't give two f*cks
Post up at your place all day just tryna boot up
Why you keep on calling me my gov like we ain't boo'd up
Attitude stank but lil bae still tryna toot up
Made her change her face gave her brain like a tutor
Huh, pull off in that two door
Geeked up sick, what the f*ck is it to ya
I can't feel my face bae, it's not a ruse yeah
Already a lot of me, I can't take a lot of you yeah
Whoa, yeah
Already know you cray, I could never lie to you yeah
I could never lie to
I don't play with my food
You was just on my phone
Telling me to slide through
Everything seems fine
Why you on mean time
I wanted me time
You wanted me tied
You called me over
And you got me fried
I'm not alone huh
Think you got me right
We talk high just like Fred
Want me to hop up in your bed
This a new strain, lil shit got me dead
I just lay back and you give me head
I get fixated on this f*cking bread
She tryna catch balls, she play for the Mets
Made lil shawty pop shit like a f*cking med
I was just with my dawg it was just me and Red
I was just with my dawg, it was just me and TORO
Blue and orange bills I think I'm playing portal
The bitch tryna get killed, my beanbag in her cornhole
The green it got me lost the girl thought I was Zoro
Made her pray all day I can't run she think I'm Buddha
I'm tryna post up
Ain't tryna do much
I got too stuck
And ain't give two f*cks
Post up at your place all day just tryna boot up
Why you keep on calling me my gov like we ain't boo'd up
Attitude stank but lil bae still tryna toot up
Made her change her face gave her brain like a tutor
Huh, pull off in that two door
Geeked up sick, what the f*ck is it to ya
I can't feel my face bae, it's not a ruse yeah
Already a lot of me, I can't take a lot of you yeah
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I'm tryna post up
Ain't tryna do much
I got too stuck
And ain't give two f*cks
Post up at your place all day just tryna boot up
Why you keep on calling me my gov like we ain't boo'd up
Attitude stank but lil bae still tryna toot up
Made her change her face gave her brain like a tutor
Huh, pull off in that two door
Geeked up sick, what the f*ck is it to ya
I can't feel my face bae, it's not a ruse yeah
Already a lot of me, I can't take a lot of you yeah
Whoa, yeah
Already know you cray, I could never lie to you yeah
I could never lie to
I don't play with my food
You was just on my phone
Telling me to slide through
Everything seems fine
Why you on mean time
I wanted me time
You wanted me tied
You called me over
And you got me fried
I'm not alone huh
Think you got me right
We talk high just like Fred
Want me to hop up in your bed
This a new strain, lil shit got me dead
I just lay back and you give me head
I get fixated on this f*cking bread
She tryna catch balls, she play for the Mets
Made lil shawty pop shit like a f*cking med
I was just with my dawg it was just me and Red
I was just with my dawg, it was just me and TORO
Blue and orange bills I think I'm playing portal
The bitch tryna get killed, my beanbag in her cornhole
The green it got me lost the girl thought I was Zoro
Made her pray all day I can't run she think I'm Buddha
I'm tryna post up
Ain't tryna do much
I got too stuck
And ain't give two f*cks
Post up at your place all day just tryna boot up
Why you keep on calling me my gov like we ain't boo'd up
Attitude stank but lil bae still tryna toot up
Made her change her face gave her brain like a tutor
Huh, pull off in that two door
Geeked up sick, what the f*ck is it to ya
I can't feel my face bae, it's not a ruse yeah
Already a lot of me, I can't take a lot of you yeah
Ain't tryna do much
I got too stuck
And ain't give two f*cks
Post up at your place all day just tryna boot up
Why you keep on calling me my gov like we ain't boo'd up
Attitude stank but lil bae still tryna toot up
Made her change her face gave her brain like a tutor
Huh, pull off in that two door
Geeked up sick, what the f*ck is it to ya
I can't feel my face bae, it's not a ruse yeah
Already a lot of me, I can't take a lot of you yeah
Whoa, yeah
Already know you cray, I could never lie to you yeah
I could never lie to
I don't play with my food
You was just on my phone
Telling me to slide through
Everything seems fine
Why you on mean time
I wanted me time
You wanted me tied
You called me over
And you got me fried
I'm not alone huh
Think you got me right
We talk high just like Fred
Want me to hop up in your bed
This a new strain, lil shit got me dead
I just lay back and you give me head
I get fixated on this f*cking bread
She tryna catch balls, she play for the Mets
Made lil shawty pop shit like a f*cking med
I was just with my dawg it was just me and Red
I was just with my dawg, it was just me and TORO
Blue and orange bills I think I'm playing portal
The bitch tryna get killed, my beanbag in her cornhole
The green it got me lost the girl thought I was Zoro
Made her pray all day I can't run she think I'm Buddha
I'm tryna post up
Ain't tryna do much
I got too stuck
And ain't give two f*cks
Post up at your place all day just tryna boot up
Why you keep on calling me my gov like we ain't boo'd up
Attitude stank but lil bae still tryna toot up
Made her change her face gave her brain like a tutor
Huh, pull off in that two door
Geeked up sick, what the f*ck is it to ya
I can't feel my face bae, it's not a ruse yeah
Already a lot of me, I can't take a lot of you yeah
Writer: Daren Taylor
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