Don't even hop in that car if you know you ain't gon' slide
24-7, I'm outside When shit get real, they gon' hop out the ride
Need me a bitch like Bonnie I'm Clyde Back I'm back on that time, yeah, this shit a wrap
She wanna f*ck and she know that I rap Round of applause, she makin' it clap
She catching feelings', she turn to a sap Everything I say ain't no lie, no cap
I'm runnin' shit like a track and I'm talkin' bout laps
Don't feed me with lies, you know that shit cap
If, that rap shit don't work and it's back to the trap
Don't want your handshakes, I ain't friendly', no daps
All that talkin', you doin', I ain't hearin' that yap
In the booth punchin' in like I'm throwin' some jabs
Go, go, deep in my bag like groceries
Like I riding in a Ford, I gotta stay focus
She wanna f*ck on me, she know I'm chosen
They steady watchin' me just like a Roku
Get in the yo, havin' power like Goku
Don't call me twin, we ain't come up, I don't know you
This shit get cold, better keep you a heater
Hungry ass bitch, she a motherf*ckin' eater run to the money real fast like a cheetah
I don't need me no love, I be fly as a dove
I'm in the trap, this shit sticky ' where the gloves
I got this shit off the floor like a ground where the rug
These niggas creepin' like bugs
38 revolver leave no trace this a snub nose
Why these bitches so nosy
One thing for sure, better keep you some motion
Rockin' designer with Jordan's, rockin' bape
I ain't savin' no hoes, I ain't gon' ask where the cape
Only gotta be real, I ain't tryin' to be fake
Jewelry on me, water lane
Like a funnel , gotta get that motherf*ckin' cake
Gotta get that money, I ain't takin' no breaks
Turned up to Quavo, turn up the bottle of Jose
Trapping me, no way
Don't even hop in that car if you know you ain't gon' slide
24-7, I'm outside
When this shit get real, they gon' hop out the ride
Need me a bitch like Bonnie I'm Clyde
I'm back on that timing, yeah, this shit a wrap
She wanna f*ck and she know that I rap
Round of applause, she makin' it clap
She catch a feelings', she turned to a sap
Everything I say ain't no lie, no cap
I'm runnin' shit like a track and I'm talkin' bout laps
Don't feed me with lies, you know that shit cap
And that rap shit don't work and it's back to the trap
Don't want your handshakes, I ain't friendly' no daps
All that talkin' you doin', I ain't hearin' that yap
In the booth punchin' in like I'm throwin' some jabs
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Don't even hop in that car if you know you ain't gon' slide
24-7, I'm outside When shit get real, they gon' hop out the ride
Need me a bitch like Bonnie I'm Clyde Back I'm back on that time, yeah, this shit a wrap
She wanna f*ck and she know that I rap Round of applause, she makin' it clap
She catching feelings', she turn to a sap Everything I say ain't no lie, no cap
I'm runnin' shit like a track and I'm talkin' bout laps
Don't feed me with lies, you know that shit cap
If, that rap shit don't work and it's back to the trap
Don't want your handshakes, I ain't friendly', no daps
All that talkin', you doin', I ain't hearin' that yap
In the booth punchin' in like I'm throwin' some jabs
Go, go, deep in my bag like groceries
Like I riding in a Ford, I gotta stay focus
She wanna f*ck on me, she know I'm chosen
They steady watchin' me just like a Roku
Get in the yo, havin' power like Goku
Don't call me twin, we ain't come up, I don't know you
This shit get cold, better keep you a heater
Hungry ass bitch, she a motherf*ckin' eater run to the money real fast like a cheetah
I don't need me no love, I be fly as a dove
I'm in the trap, this shit sticky ' where the gloves
I got this shit off the floor like a ground where the rug
These niggas creepin' like bugs
38 revolver leave no trace this a snub nose
Why these bitches so nosy
One thing for sure, better keep you some motion
Rockin' designer with Jordan's, rockin' bape
I ain't savin' no hoes, I ain't gon' ask where the cape
Only gotta be real, I ain't tryin' to be fake
Jewelry on me, water lane
Like a funnel , gotta get that motherf*ckin' cake
Gotta get that money, I ain't takin' no breaks
Turned up to Quavo, turn up the bottle of Jose
Trapping me, no way
Don't even hop in that car if you know you ain't gon' slide
24-7, I'm outside
When this shit get real, they gon' hop out the ride
Need me a bitch like Bonnie I'm Clyde
I'm back on that timing, yeah, this shit a wrap
She wanna f*ck and she know that I rap
Round of applause, she makin' it clap
She catch a feelings', she turned to a sap
Everything I say ain't no lie, no cap
I'm runnin' shit like a track and I'm talkin' bout laps
Don't feed me with lies, you know that shit cap
And that rap shit don't work and it's back to the trap
Don't want your handshakes, I ain't friendly' no daps
All that talkin' you doin', I ain't hearin' that yap
In the booth punchin' in like I'm throwin' some jabs
24-7, I'm outside When shit get real, they gon' hop out the ride
Need me a bitch like Bonnie I'm Clyde Back I'm back on that time, yeah, this shit a wrap
She wanna f*ck and she know that I rap Round of applause, she makin' it clap
She catching feelings', she turn to a sap Everything I say ain't no lie, no cap
I'm runnin' shit like a track and I'm talkin' bout laps
Don't feed me with lies, you know that shit cap
If, that rap shit don't work and it's back to the trap
Don't want your handshakes, I ain't friendly', no daps
All that talkin', you doin', I ain't hearin' that yap
In the booth punchin' in like I'm throwin' some jabs
Go, go, deep in my bag like groceries
Like I riding in a Ford, I gotta stay focus
She wanna f*ck on me, she know I'm chosen
They steady watchin' me just like a Roku
Get in the yo, havin' power like Goku
Don't call me twin, we ain't come up, I don't know you
This shit get cold, better keep you a heater
Hungry ass bitch, she a motherf*ckin' eater run to the money real fast like a cheetah
I don't need me no love, I be fly as a dove
I'm in the trap, this shit sticky ' where the gloves
I got this shit off the floor like a ground where the rug
These niggas creepin' like bugs
38 revolver leave no trace this a snub nose
Why these bitches so nosy
One thing for sure, better keep you some motion
Rockin' designer with Jordan's, rockin' bape
I ain't savin' no hoes, I ain't gon' ask where the cape
Only gotta be real, I ain't tryin' to be fake
Jewelry on me, water lane
Like a funnel , gotta get that motherf*ckin' cake
Gotta get that money, I ain't takin' no breaks
Turned up to Quavo, turn up the bottle of Jose
Trapping me, no way
Don't even hop in that car if you know you ain't gon' slide
24-7, I'm outside
When this shit get real, they gon' hop out the ride
Need me a bitch like Bonnie I'm Clyde
I'm back on that timing, yeah, this shit a wrap
She wanna f*ck and she know that I rap
Round of applause, she makin' it clap
She catch a feelings', she turned to a sap
Everything I say ain't no lie, no cap
I'm runnin' shit like a track and I'm talkin' bout laps
Don't feed me with lies, you know that shit cap
And that rap shit don't work and it's back to the trap
Don't want your handshakes, I ain't friendly' no daps
All that talkin' you doin', I ain't hearin' that yap
In the booth punchin' in like I'm throwin' some jabs
Writer: Tyler Lawrence
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid