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(Jayy, it's 4AM)

I want y'all niggas to feel this shit

Yeah

How long will you drown up in this dark void

Know you fucking with them wrong boys

Yeah, you fucking with them wrong boys

Yeah, You ain't ever had a hot boy before like me shawty

Yeah, you ain't ever had a block boy before like me shawty

Yeah, you ain't ever had real nigga before me shawty

Yeah, and I know you like that all these bitches knoweth me shawty

You know who you're dealing with, I might blow a bag on you

Yeah, Right now I'm bad for you, but I'll be back for you

I'll bring them racks to you

I'll bring that bag to you

You know I'm running back to you

I'll cop that Prada bag for you

And they like to say I'm bad for you

But if you ever left me for good baby then that's really bad for you

And you know that's bad for me too

I guess we both going to lose

I guess we all going to lose

Man, fuck, the whole world going to lose

But at least I got you Jimmy Choo's, Yeah

(Yeah)

(What the fuck)

(I said, "What the fuck")

(I don't even know what the fuck I'm saying little shawty)

(But let me tell you this)

I left you in the past

I'm onto bigger things

You say that you're different, but you're the same

(Yeah, you're the same)

But you're the same

(Yeah, you're the same girl from the block from way back in the day)

Yeah, my girl so bad

Yeah, that shit is insane, yeah

Yeah, I had to grow up, yeah, I had to change

(Yeah, I had to change for you, little shawty)

Huh, Change

Nah, it don't get better than you shawty

Yeah, I would know if there was better than you shawty

Tell me what you sipping little shawty

Oh, pick your poison little shawty

(I'll pop that bottle, pop BACARDÍ)

You drown your sorrows up in Saké

We fuck to Ciara, "Body Party"

Oh, excuse my French, you know I'm sorry

No, we not on the bench, know we balling

Said she like my tempo, bankroll, Bitch,

I'm making money faster than you, shawty

Let me switch up the tempo, let's go, I'll throw Benzo's

You can't come around, around these Ends though

I got halo's, I got angels protecting me, so I ain't really worried about nothing

Talk that shit, you best bust it

My bitch bad, your bitch busted

Yeah, pop a nigga, we ain't tussling

Yeah, my pop my collar, bitch, I'm hustling

Yeah, my pop my collar, bitch, I'm trapping

I don't talk to hoes I ain't tapping

I don't beef with niggas, I'm just rapping

I don't troll, bitch I bury caskets

On the road, bitch we get it cracking

Yeah, you know I tried to bury the hatchet

But fuck that, fuck all that yapping

Out the roll, then stuff that shit in the mattress

If I pull up on you, then it's tragic

And my girl look like she out a pageant

Yeah, I'm too busy getting these racks so I-

I left you in the past

I'm onto bigger things

(Yeah, right now I'm bad for you)

You say that you're different, but you're the same

(But I'll be back for you shawty)

But you're the same

Yeah, my girl so bad

Yeah, that shit is insane, yeah

Yeah, I had to grow up, yeah, I had to change

(Yeah, You're the only one worth changing for)

Huh, Change