| I can’t mess with you because you nasty
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| Pullin' off with me and all my baddies, yeah
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| Why you talkin' down, cuz that’s so trashy
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| You think you past me, yeah, you think you fancy yeah
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| I don’t think I’m like you
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| I don’t think we look the same that’s fine too
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| My soul connected up with my tunes
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| And I’m making everything like I do, yeah
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| Stress about you, I don’t got the time to
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| Chewin' out these haters like a Hi-Chew
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| Stretchin' out my arms, I’m making my move
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| Cryin' out to you, I know you cry too
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| Tell me if I ever be too much
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| Use your love as a crutch
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| I don’t ever wanna be a flunk, just wanna touch and become
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| Your lover, your lover, your girlfriend, your baby
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| I know what you want and I think it’s amazing
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| I’ll never deny, you one of a kind
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| You doin it right, you makin' me fly
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| Get high as a mountain
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| Feel your touch, feel your kiss
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| Feel your soul, it’s what I miss
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| I’m climbing up from the abyss, no
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| I can’t mess with you because you nasty
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| Pullin' off with me and all my baddies, yeah
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| Why you talkin' down, cuz that’s so trashy
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| You think you past me, yeah, you think you fancy yeah
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| I don’t think I’m like you
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| I don’t think we look the same that’s fine too
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| My soul connected up with my tunes
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| And I’m making everything like I do, yeah
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| Oooh, I go pop, they go drop
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| If I’m high, I can do the job
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| You can’t make me feel like I don’t got the way
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| I’m way too fresh, yeah, you way too stained
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| Whoa, I got sauce I guarantee, yo
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| Mess with me, yo
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| Lying through your teeth, oh
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| Oh, I get everything you need oh
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| Can’t you see, oh?
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| Black cat in the street oh
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| I been going crazy doing backflips, catch me at the track meet
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| Running fast like Sonic, you can’t catch me
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| I go bonkers, I don’t need a sash, see me at your momma’s bash, blending on the
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| deckles and she might smash
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| (Whoa)
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| Me and Luna going crazy
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| You be bonkers if you thinking that we gonna save you
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| Came with the production
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| Like we at a theatre
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| Chillin it’s just me and her
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| Danger when we teamin' up
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| Damn
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| You know this be going crazy
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| Acting lucid
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| Keep it movin'
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| Damn this is the real movement
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| I’m at home I been improving
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| Workin is the real truth and I done had my hand up on a Bible like a nigga was
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| in court But I ain’t do no wrong (Damn)
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| So I move along (Damn)
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| Yeah a nigga got the ball and I’m going long (Going long)
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| Try to stay at home
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| Swear I found my place and I know it’s gonna change and so i know I’ll
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| Move along (ooh, yeah)
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| I ain’t tryna chase (nah)
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| Remember 15, kid I had some braces
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| Ain’t a spotty face
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| Now these ladies seeing me and they wanna taste
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| I’m like Flacko Jodye imma win the race
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| I swear I’m on my way
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| Lookin back at things that my mumma say
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| It’s a big day
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| Had a hot shower, Imma win the race
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| Take a chance and
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| Imma put you in ya place
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| (Yeet)
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| I can’t fuck with you bc you nasty
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| Chillin do not @ me
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| Come like young Pharrell I keep it raspy
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| Gonna find my way just need a map, please
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| I am not the type of brudda that you wanna beef wi'
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| Keep it beefeater, from the UK not from London if you want
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| Warfare you get lock up in the dungeon
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| Smelling sweet, don’t need cologne bc I‘m pungent, oh
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| Young black boy, I be causing a commotion
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| I can’t mess with you because you nasty
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| Pullin' off with me and all my baddies, yeah
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| Why you talkin' down, cuz that’s so trashy
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| You think you past me, yeah, you think you fancy yeah
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| I don’t think I’m like you
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| I don’t think we look the same that’s fine too
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| My soul connected up with my tunes
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| And I’m making everything like I do, yeah |