She gone catch a blessing
If I take her home
Put ya phone on DND
We gettin' In A Zone
Naw this ain't no two-three
She had on
Jordan one's
Like she really ball
On the court or sumn
Living like mirage
Fantasy still f*ck
Facades
Open up your eyes
Still I rise
See in time
This quarter like barrage
Hit em' low
Hit em' high
Naw don't act surprised
We them guys
I'm gone take my shot
My precision always hit em
I'm John Wick to plots
With black skin
N waves on top
I keep my spins on lock
Just ask my barber ma
Hit Blades Edge
I'm ballin' now
Now ten broads
Want all in now
Like a royal rumble
Want a nigga lay the thunder
I can tell she really wanna
Want me take her under
Like I'm Pleasure P
Come get next to me
If she a real
She gone check for me
Coming over
She gone catch release
In ecstasy
I can be her ex or
Best to be
Still a vibe
I oblige
N give her the
Best of D
Respectfully or
Disrespectfully
Whatever's next for me
Long as she make sure it's
Blessed for me
Like I'm next to eat
Put in that work
We neglecting sleep
She gone catch a blessing
If I take her home
Put ya phone on DND
We gettin' In A Zone
Naw this ain't no two-three
She had on
Jordan one's
Like she really ball
On the court or sumn
Living like mirage
Fantasy still f*ck
Facades
Open up your eyes
Still I rise
See in time
This quarter like barrage
Hit em' low
Hit em' high
Naw don't act surprised
We them guys
An I'm always paying homage
To my tribe
Never switch on my guys
You heard some bullshit then
They lied
Always tryna plot for demise
That fake shit I
Really despise
Keep it a buck or fall
By wayside
Nina real special on
The waistline
Just might roast you
Like some
Steak Prime
She tryna eat
Lil baby let's dine
Could be a helluva time
Now your old man looking
Jealous an crying
But you keep on
Feeding him lines
You steady keep
Playing that game
Til' hours pass
Saying my name
Shape hourglass
Look at the frame
Making me think
I'm tryna groove in
That thing
She reciprocate
Everything I say
En route to when
Levy's gone break
When I enter
Know them legs they
Gone shake
Body-ody
Like she Meg wit the knees
Leave the party
Got to hot
Couldn't breath
Now I gotta let it
Spark for the breeze
Think that I was reall
Parked up the street
You coming with me?
Now I got it on lock
Like the keys
For me
Now we gone rock
To the beat
Get blunted
Lay back in
Them seats
Baby the pinnacle's
Yet to be reached
Capeesh?
So she
She gone catch a blessing
If I take her home
Put ya phone on DND
We gettin' In A Zone
Naw this ain't no two-three
She had on
Jordan one's
Like she really ball
On the court or sumn
Living like mirage
Fantasy still f*ck
Facades
Open up your eyes
Still I rise
See in time
This quarter like barrage
Hit em' low
Hit em' high
Naw don't act surprised
We them guys
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She gone catch a blessing
If I take her home
Put ya phone on DND
We gettin' In A Zone
Naw this ain't no two-three
She had on
Jordan one's
Like she really ball
On the court or sumn
Living like mirage
Fantasy still f*ck
Facades
Open up your eyes
Still I rise
See in time
This quarter like barrage
Hit em' low
Hit em' high
Naw don't act surprised
We them guys
I'm gone take my shot
My precision always hit em
I'm John Wick to plots
With black skin
N waves on top
I keep my spins on lock
Just ask my barber ma
Hit Blades Edge
I'm ballin' now
Now ten broads
Want all in now
Like a royal rumble
Want a nigga lay the thunder
I can tell she really wanna
Want me take her under
Like I'm Pleasure P
Come get next to me
If she a real
She gone check for me
Coming over
She gone catch release
In ecstasy
I can be her ex or
Best to be
Still a vibe
I oblige
N give her the
Best of D
Respectfully or
Disrespectfully
Whatever's next for me
Long as she make sure it's
Blessed for me
Like I'm next to eat
Put in that work
We neglecting sleep
She gone catch a blessing
If I take her home
Put ya phone on DND
We gettin' In A Zone
Naw this ain't no two-three
She had on
Jordan one's
Like she really ball
On the court or sumn
Living like mirage
Fantasy still f*ck
Facades
Open up your eyes
Still I rise
See in time
This quarter like barrage
Hit em' low
Hit em' high
Naw don't act surprised
We them guys
An I'm always paying homage
To my tribe
Never switch on my guys
You heard some bullshit then
They lied
Always tryna plot for demise
That fake shit I
Really despise
Keep it a buck or fall
By wayside
Nina real special on
The waistline
Just might roast you
Like some
Steak Prime
She tryna eat
Lil baby let's dine
Could be a helluva time
Now your old man looking
Jealous an crying
But you keep on
Feeding him lines
You steady keep
Playing that game
Til' hours pass
Saying my name
Shape hourglass
Look at the frame
Making me think
I'm tryna groove in
That thing
She reciprocate
Everything I say
En route to when
Levy's gone break
When I enter
Know them legs they
Gone shake
Body-ody
Like she Meg wit the knees
Leave the party
Got to hot
Couldn't breath
Now I gotta let it
Spark for the breeze
Think that I was reall
Parked up the street
You coming with me?
Now I got it on lock
Like the keys
For me
Now we gone rock
To the beat
Get blunted
Lay back in
Them seats
Baby the pinnacle's
Yet to be reached
Capeesh?
So she
She gone catch a blessing
If I take her home
Put ya phone on DND
We gettin' In A Zone
Naw this ain't no two-three
She had on
Jordan one's
Like she really ball
On the court or sumn
Living like mirage
Fantasy still f*ck
Facades
Open up your eyes
Still I rise
See in time
This quarter like barrage
Hit em' low
Hit em' high
Naw don't act surprised
We them guys
If I take her home
Put ya phone on DND
We gettin' In A Zone
Naw this ain't no two-three
She had on
Jordan one's
Like she really ball
On the court or sumn
Living like mirage
Fantasy still f*ck
Facades
Open up your eyes
Still I rise
See in time
This quarter like barrage
Hit em' low
Hit em' high
Naw don't act surprised
We them guys
I'm gone take my shot
My precision always hit em
I'm John Wick to plots
With black skin
N waves on top
I keep my spins on lock
Just ask my barber ma
Hit Blades Edge
I'm ballin' now
Now ten broads
Want all in now
Like a royal rumble
Want a nigga lay the thunder
I can tell she really wanna
Want me take her under
Like I'm Pleasure P
Come get next to me
If she a real
She gone check for me
Coming over
She gone catch release
In ecstasy
I can be her ex or
Best to be
Still a vibe
I oblige
N give her the
Best of D
Respectfully or
Disrespectfully
Whatever's next for me
Long as she make sure it's
Blessed for me
Like I'm next to eat
Put in that work
We neglecting sleep
She gone catch a blessing
If I take her home
Put ya phone on DND
We gettin' In A Zone
Naw this ain't no two-three
She had on
Jordan one's
Like she really ball
On the court or sumn
Living like mirage
Fantasy still f*ck
Facades
Open up your eyes
Still I rise
See in time
This quarter like barrage
Hit em' low
Hit em' high
Naw don't act surprised
We them guys
An I'm always paying homage
To my tribe
Never switch on my guys
You heard some bullshit then
They lied
Always tryna plot for demise
That fake shit I
Really despise
Keep it a buck or fall
By wayside
Nina real special on
The waistline
Just might roast you
Like some
Steak Prime
She tryna eat
Lil baby let's dine
Could be a helluva time
Now your old man looking
Jealous an crying
But you keep on
Feeding him lines
You steady keep
Playing that game
Til' hours pass
Saying my name
Shape hourglass
Look at the frame
Making me think
I'm tryna groove in
That thing
She reciprocate
Everything I say
En route to when
Levy's gone break
When I enter
Know them legs they
Gone shake
Body-ody
Like she Meg wit the knees
Leave the party
Got to hot
Couldn't breath
Now I gotta let it
Spark for the breeze
Think that I was reall
Parked up the street
You coming with me?
Now I got it on lock
Like the keys
For me
Now we gone rock
To the beat
Get blunted
Lay back in
Them seats
Baby the pinnacle's
Yet to be reached
Capeesh?
So she
She gone catch a blessing
If I take her home
Put ya phone on DND
We gettin' In A Zone
Naw this ain't no two-three
She had on
Jordan one's
Like she really ball
On the court or sumn
Living like mirage
Fantasy still f*ck
Facades
Open up your eyes
Still I rise
See in time
This quarter like barrage
Hit em' low
Hit em' high
Naw don't act surprised
We them guys
Writer: Malik Eason
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid