Compositor: Lil Yachty / MitchGoneMad / WessGoneMad
Us
I ain't goin' back and forth with that nigga
He ain't even made no millions
We keep on droppin' the block, it's a real reason
Back and forth, back and forth, till it ain't even
Till it ain't easy, seek help immediately
Go, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Gas him up and get him killed
I be spoiled like the milk
He get tough, on four pill, he get killed
Send that bitch home, actin' goofy, my cup spilled
Bitch, you for real? 'kay, damn
Bitch, we the new beatles, shoot a film, regal
In the air, eagle, I don't want it if it's legal
Throw back this tesla, throw back that mm-mm (grr)
Yeah, I just wanna taste it
This lil' bitch my ace
Dawg he servin' anywhere, even army bases
Ain't gotta like me, they just gotta face it
You came in all jaded, flashy bitch, I hate it (geek)
Step, huh, geeked up, geeked, move
Keep the top down, madee the opps frown
Switch sound like "frr-frr" in the background (hey)
Throw back this tesla, throw back that mm-mm (grr)
Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm (grr)
Mm-mm, mm-mm
I can't lie, girl, I'm high (mm)
Fuckin' up a sack, put my wrist in the sky (mm)
Gangster on the net, in real life that won't fly (uh)
I can show you how to get them ms, diy (yeah)
Put her on the spot, no time to be shy
There he go, mm, mm, there he is, get that boy (mm)
Get that boy (mm), get that boy, get that boy
Chill, chill
Throw back this tesla, throw back that mm-mm (grr)
Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm (grr)
Mm-mm, mm-mm