Lyrics
Huh, wrist water, I can’t see the time, but I’m havin’ the time of my life, huh
Chris Paul with the game on the line, I’m dropping a dime on him
I’m fried but I’m takin’ another, I’m ’bout to be out of my mind, huh
I’m trying to change for the better, it’s drivin’ me fuckin’ insane, hey
He on the back, I’m on the cover, we not on the same page, huh
I beat from the back, she grippin’ them covers like she on her last leg, huh
She look like she belong on the cover, this ho gettin’ covered in everything
I might buy her Bottega Veneta, but she is not gettin’ a wedding ring
Huh, huh, huh, I just fit ten whole vibes in the sprinter
We just ate ten whole thousand for dinner
I got a pent-up type of aggression, I’m ’bout to go mental tryna suppress it
He don’t make no noise, he suppressed
I spent your whole life on my necklace
Couldn’t tell which one I like better so I’m gettin’ both kinds of that shit, huh
I’m takin’ that down, I got your ho cryin’ out for more, huh
Not leavin’ a doubt, we don’t leave no sign of a struggle, huh
I’m chasin that bag like I got my whole life on the line
I’m popping them tabs like I got the
I’m poppin them tabs like I got my whole life got my whole life on the
Shut it down, shut it down
Shut it down, shut it down
Shut it down, shut it down, shut it down, shut it down
Shut it down, shut it down, shut it down, shut it down
Shut it down, shut it down, shut it down, shut it down
Shut it down, shut it down, shut it down, shut it down
Running back, she do more lines than a running back
We find his house and we renovate, I got more profit than Bill Gates, huh
Not the same, you left my life and I’m not the same
Still ain’t forgot what we could’ve had, maybe you’ll find you another me, huh
Written by: 2hollis, Ian Smith