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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Massiimassio
Massiimassio
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Massiimassio
Massiimassio
Songwriter
Kamau Renell Ross
Kamau Renell Ross
Composer
Gato Barbieri
Gato Barbieri
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Slattamf
Slattamf
Producer

Lyrics

She said that she wan' sometime alone
She said that she wan' sometime alone
She said that she wan' sometime alone
You keep missing in action swerve ona' eight
Baby just get ready (ready)
I had to call up Jai cause I needed a fitted
Ina' booth It's step season
She said what's yo schedule
There ain't no issue i'll come sex u'
Kiss you by last night
I'm ina' fight between myself and I
I’ll bless you once not twice
I look at the clock
I think it's time for me to shine
I let these broke ass ****
Just be a reminder to you what i'm not
Wipe his nose with my rag
678 i'm reppin' that
(Verse)
From park to parcels to six to oak
Got dick in her jaws
she chokin' on it (choking on it)
That disrespect I don't condone it
Just keep it real or flock little phony'
Being a broke boy one of my phobias (yea yea)
You said you'll be next to me
but I think low of us
I don't wanna stall behind you
Benjamins keep callin' out my name
She waitin' for my fame
to claim that i'm her baby
Ain't no stars up on this roof this a Mercedes
She gon' drop bout fifty bands
To get all of these methods
Fifty, fifty fifty
(All these methods)
I share a backwood with my bitch
No Cheech and Chong
My eyes on the streets
when she troopin' with me
Gotta' get back if they blow some
I'm down for the heat trigga' finger on me
Smokin his block with AR-10
After catchin a body I pray for my sins
Lyrics I written from years
Went to papers to phones to ears (burgh)
Shine on my Rolls Royce rims (bling)
That money I spent gon' fill me up blacked out Diamonds no sharpie its tint enough
I pulled up to prom in purple
Felt like Al Pacino with a glockie' in my vest
I'm throwin them Sixes that's my set
You got mud in yo' cup boy that's not tek
Granny got bottles to date
I still drink it if it's outdated (lean)
Drank just my heart feel hallow inside
My heart gone to waste I think i'm fuckin' traumatized
I pull you by the waist
Cause you want me to come inside
Back and forth all night about that bitch
You know I like you
I can't count on you
You blocked me out so many times
I could've lost my life Krystal
You ain't think bout' it twice
Manipulation takin play
Two bitches spinnin' baecation with me
You keep missing in action swerve ona' eight
Baby just get ready (ready)
I had to call up Jai cause I needed a fitted
Ina' booth It's step season
She said what's yo schedule
There ain't no issue i'll come sex u'
Kiss you by last night
I'm ina' fight between myself and I
I’ll bless you once not twice
I look at the clock
I think it's time for me to shine
I let these broke ass ****
Just be a reminder to you what i'm not
Wipe his nose with my rag
678 i'm reppin' that
She tried to crack' my heart open like whitney
She bad as fuck she just want my buck playin sincerity
Yea Yea Yea
Yea
Well I think low of us
Callin' my name
Ain't no stars up on this roof it's a Mercedes
Written by: Gato Barbieri, Kamau Renell Ross, Massiimassio
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