Lyrics

(Got-gotta go swing) (Go grizz) Ah, yeah (yeah) She want tattoos on her skin, she in love with them (yeah-ah) Always did my thing, this my medicine (okay) Anytime you see me, please don't bother me (don't you do it) Know they wanna be me, but they'll never be (they won't) I be in my ends plotting up again (up gain) Chopping all these tings I got hella wins (all the dollars) If you really 'bout it, you gon' call a friend (call a friend) Even when she hate me, I can fuck again (okay) In some fitted jeans, you look good to me (look good) I'm not a rookie, I know how to be (how to be) And I won't ever let 'em hold me I flick the lighter when I'm lonely (yeah) Drop it down she come right to me (right to me) Feel on my jeans I got what you need (what you need) These niggas really tryna hold me Don't let me show you to the old me (oh-no) Stay in ya lane, never the same, yeah (lane, same) Hop in the frame, then I'ma change the game, yeah (frame, game) She push up on me like a te-te-tease (te-tease) I know she wanna be my ba-by-by (baby) I can see when it easy (uh-huh) Puffin' on these trees ('til I'm dizzy) Flexin' with me g's we the real deal (on God) I'm all alone, can you save me (yeah, ooh-ho) She want tattoos on her skin, she in love with them (yeah-ah) Always did my thing, this my medicine (okay) Anytime you see me, please don't bother me (don't you do it) Know they wanna be me, but they'll never be (they won't) I be in my ends plotting up again (up gain) Chopping all these tings I got hella wins (all the dollars) If you really 'bout it, you gon' call a friend (call a friend) Even when she hate me, I can fuck again (okay) Yeah, I've been around, yeah (yeah) I've been the one to hold it down, yeah (yeah) She want a baby she a groupie (oh, she a groupie) When we come out, you know we spooky (you know we spooky) I hit the jane then I'm gone-gone (skrr) I text her like won't be long-long (long) I like my bitches like a barbie (you know I do) 'Cause they the ones that keep it naughty (they keep it naughty) Summer time all year long (uh-huh) I don't really like they vibe no more (not no more) I had to hustle, had to struggle all my life (all mine) That's why II never give a fuck on any night (yeah-yeah) She want tattoos on her skin, she in love with them (yeah-ah) Always did my thing, this my medicine (okay) Anytime you see me, please don't bother me (don't you do it) Know they wanna be me, but they'll never be (they won't) I be in my ends plotting up again (up gain) Chopping all these tings I got hella wins (all the dollars) If you really 'bout it, you gon' call a friend (call a friend) Even when she hate me, I can fuck again (okay)
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