No Edit ft. Just Terry Lyrics

Z-Boy, see, see, you don't know what you're missing

Now I'm telling you, now the hotter it gets down here, the less and less the honeys start wearing

You know, they gotta let that..

She wanna hang for the night, I'm invested

Outside with my brothers, told her she could bring her best friend

Her shit off the chain, remember I was takin' necklaces

Couldn't afford a foreign car, but still hit Alexis

Finally got a milli', had to scratch it off the checklist

Fucked her out of Houston, shit bigger in Texas

Ballin' on the court another three like J.J. Reddick

My life is a movie, no script, no edit

I just put a four in a very small beverage

I got more green than niggas that eat lettuce

Had to cut her off, and shorty just got beheaded

Tryna lock me down, I told her don't call my celly

I burn money like it's nothin', I can make more

I like the way she shake it, but you can shake more

There's some things she wanna do that she couldn't wait for

Yeah, yeah

Thirty-two in the Mountain Dew I poured eight fours

I just want some pussy and some money, what I came for

Showtime, feelin' like a magic for the Lakers

Crib big as fuck, hella land, hella acres

I don't even drink, so it's no way that I could chase her

I ain't got no patience, I told her Ill pay for it

We out on an island somewhere in Jamaica

Yeah

Gave up all my money, all I had was the dreams

Fell off with my partners, all I had was the fiends

Still ballin' on some bullshit

Just like Zach Lavine, I walk in and get my jagger

Adam Levine, she not bad enough

Please don't add her to the team

I had way too many vows inside my house during COVID-19

Man, I'm just tryna ball until the ref

Blow the whistle, take a loss back

I'm inside the lab like I won't miss two

She ain't tryna fuck, I really think that you should leave

Nowadays, I'm a magician, I got tricks up on my sleeve

Dorky-ass white bitch, she look like Avril Lavigne

I'm just tryna eat my plate, this model chick makin' a scene

I got women on my contact, women on my stream

She mad she can't get a call back, I'm just trimmin' weed

This ain't watermelon, this ain't come with no seeds

She tryna clean me off, I thought this bitch came here to sing

She wanna hang for the night, I'm invested

I sat with my brothers, told her she could bring her best friend

Her shit off the chain, remember I was takin' necklaces

Couldn't afford a foreign car, but still hit Alexis

Finally got a Milly, had to scratch it off the checklist

Fucked her out of Houston, shit bigger in Texas

Ballin' on the court, another three like JJ Reddick

My life is a movie, no script, no edit

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