Lyrics
(Yo Pi'erre you wanna come out here?)
No shit, I just quit, blew up quick (Whoa)
I just threw this temper tantrum, my new fit (Whoa)
No snitch, I get money, must admit (Whoa)
Your bitch work with me, submit (Whoa)
Kill the pussy get away, acquit (Whoa)
Disappear, reappear its magic (Whoa)
Smokin' dope in the rolls in traffic (Whoa)
Spillin' panda on my designer, its tragic (Whoa)
Boy meets world, you can be my Topanga
I don't wanna fall in love with a stranger
Boy meets world, we got history like Feeny
Love you deeply, yeah, completely
Like a survey, baby, you complete me
Screamin', "Jordan, ballin' like a three-peat"
I'm important, she actin' like she need me
Girl, you're gorgeous, you could be on T.V.
No shit, I just quit, blew up quick (Whoa)
I just threw this temper tantrum, my new fit (Whoa)
No snitch, I get money, must admit (Whoa)
Your bitch work with me, submit (Whoa)
Kill the pussy get away, acquit (Whoa)
Disappear, reappear its magic (Whoa)
Smokin' dope in the rolls in traffic (Whoa)
Spillin' panda on my designer, its tragic (Whoa)
I just want to do it, I don't wear Adidas
Got shit moving in, like I need a visa
Gotta get all this cheese like I ordered pizza
I don't chase no pussy, hell no, I'm no cheetah
I am a believer, I'm an overachiever
This is the procedure, don't want no more seizures
Wanted to be rich as a kid, my wrist a new freezer
Thumbin' through all these bands, such a stress reliever
No shit, I just quit, blew up quick (Whoa)
I just threw this temper tantrum, my new fit (Whoa)
No snitch, I get money, must admit (Whoa)
Your bitch work with me, submit (Whoa)
Kill the pussy get away, acquit (Whoa)
Disappear, reappear its magic (Whoa)
Smokin' dope in the rolls in traffic (Whoa)
Spillin' panda on my designer, its tragic (Whoa)
Written by: Pi’erre Bourne
