Come meet me at the Telly
No phone call no station at the Telly
I'm stepping in my jellys
My VVS shining don't u tell me
Watch me just hop in the lamb
Skirt skirt out the way
I'm counting the back ends all day
Telling that bitch bring the weight
Remember them summer ole days
Smoking them woods to the face
Free my lil bro Beat the case
Hope my momma still good
Take me back to the hood
Can't go back to the hood
Remember days wasn't good na na
Sleeping on the floor as a young nigga
Try hit the couches as I could
I was in the back end Trapping
F*ck on a bad bitch I'm laughing
$350 for a o nigga tryna be plug but I'm taxing
Come meet me at the Telly
No phone call no station at the Telly
I'm stepping in my jellys
My VVS shining don't u tell me
Watch me just hop in the lamb
Skirt skirt out the way
I'm counting the back ends all day
Telling that bitch bring the weight
Imma talk big talk
Cause I walk a big walk
Back up your girl tryna break her jaw
On my dick
Had to stall
Had that bitch up in a stall
Broke it open over the porcelain
Right back to the trap grit for the kin
If you on my side we eat we feasting
Grass aint greener on the other side
We sposed to be brothers why
I hear you say some shit
Now second guessing if you lied
I cant be mistaking my kindess for shit else but my weakness
I dont want addressed "your Highness"
Just cause the gospel an i be preaching
I seen you slipping
Cant even get a hollar you tripping
Midwest repping on my soul i pop my collar
Look the other way
Confrontation not his strong suite
But people person confused when all these emotions come through
I dont know you any pussy tripping stepping talking
Wont stick even if you brought the glue pussy jit
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Come meet me at the Telly
No phone call no station at the Telly
I'm stepping in my jellys
My VVS shining don't u tell me
Watch me just hop in the lamb
Skirt skirt out the way
I'm counting the back ends all day
Telling that bitch bring the weight
Remember them summer ole days
Smoking them woods to the face
Free my lil bro Beat the case
Hope my momma still good
Take me back to the hood
Can't go back to the hood
Remember days wasn't good na na
Sleeping on the floor as a young nigga
Try hit the couches as I could
I was in the back end Trapping
F*ck on a bad bitch I'm laughing
$350 for a o nigga tryna be plug but I'm taxing
Come meet me at the Telly
No phone call no station at the Telly
I'm stepping in my jellys
My VVS shining don't u tell me
Watch me just hop in the lamb
Skirt skirt out the way
I'm counting the back ends all day
Telling that bitch bring the weight
Imma talk big talk
Cause I walk a big walk
Back up your girl tryna break her jaw
On my dick
Had to stall
Had that bitch up in a stall
Broke it open over the porcelain
Right back to the trap grit for the kin
If you on my side we eat we feasting
Grass aint greener on the other side
We sposed to be brothers why
I hear you say some shit
Now second guessing if you lied
I cant be mistaking my kindess for shit else but my weakness
I dont want addressed "your Highness"
Just cause the gospel an i be preaching
I seen you slipping
Cant even get a hollar you tripping
Midwest repping on my soul i pop my collar
Look the other way
Confrontation not his strong suite
But people person confused when all these emotions come through
I dont know you any pussy tripping stepping talking
Wont stick even if you brought the glue pussy jit
No phone call no station at the Telly
I'm stepping in my jellys
My VVS shining don't u tell me
Watch me just hop in the lamb
Skirt skirt out the way
I'm counting the back ends all day
Telling that bitch bring the weight
Remember them summer ole days
Smoking them woods to the face
Free my lil bro Beat the case
Hope my momma still good
Take me back to the hood
Can't go back to the hood
Remember days wasn't good na na
Sleeping on the floor as a young nigga
Try hit the couches as I could
I was in the back end Trapping
F*ck on a bad bitch I'm laughing
$350 for a o nigga tryna be plug but I'm taxing
Come meet me at the Telly
No phone call no station at the Telly
I'm stepping in my jellys
My VVS shining don't u tell me
Watch me just hop in the lamb
Skirt skirt out the way
I'm counting the back ends all day
Telling that bitch bring the weight
Imma talk big talk
Cause I walk a big walk
Back up your girl tryna break her jaw
On my dick
Had to stall
Had that bitch up in a stall
Broke it open over the porcelain
Right back to the trap grit for the kin
If you on my side we eat we feasting
Grass aint greener on the other side
We sposed to be brothers why
I hear you say some shit
Now second guessing if you lied
I cant be mistaking my kindess for shit else but my weakness
I dont want addressed "your Highness"
Just cause the gospel an i be preaching
I seen you slipping
Cant even get a hollar you tripping
Midwest repping on my soul i pop my collar
Look the other way
Confrontation not his strong suite
But people person confused when all these emotions come through
I dont know you any pussy tripping stepping talking
Wont stick even if you brought the glue pussy jit
Writer: Cameron Smith-Poe, Dee Nichols
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid