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(Uh huuuuuuuhhhhh)
Shawty why we wasting time
I just wanna see you naked
Sorry if I cross the line
I just wanna see you make it
I don't wanna waste your time
I know you on your grind
Don't let these hoes come take your shine
Baby you on my mind

Chasin' chicken, need a bag, I need blue strips
Play wit gang, talkin down, ima lose it
Bandicaa copped the tech, he gon use it, bustdown on my watch gotta new wrist huhhh
Niggas talkin down but they losin huhh
Bitch got dumb neck, left her clueless huhh
All my niggas need a bag, they get ruthless huhh
Chop knock em out his kicks left em shoeless Huhhh

Every time I'm comin home she steady trippin
Baby girl you the one look how you livin
I put gucci on your waist cause these other hoes trickin
These other bitches switching lanes, they ain't gettin no attention
She a fan now, she wanna f*ck wit me
I got bands 100s fall out my jeans
He just mad he can't do it like me
Bustdown drippin wet icy
I'm gettin money niggas hatin on me
Screaming free my f*ckin brother till he walk free, gang
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(Uh huuuuuuuhhhhh)
Shawty why we wasting time
I just wanna see you naked
Sorry if I cross the line
I just wanna see you make it
I don't wanna waste your time
I know you on your grind
Don't let these hoes come take your shine
Baby you on my mind

Chasin' chicken, need a bag, I need blue strips
Play wit gang, talkin down, ima lose it
Bandicaa copped the tech, he gon use it, bustdown on my watch gotta new wrist huhhh
Niggas talkin down but they losin huhh
Bitch got dumb neck, left her clueless huhh
All my niggas need a bag, they get ruthless huhh
Chop knock em out his kicks left em shoeless Huhhh

Every time I'm comin home she steady trippin
Baby girl you the one look how you livin
I put gucci on your waist cause these other hoes trickin
These other bitches switching lanes, they ain't gettin no attention
She a fan now, she wanna f*ck wit me
I got bands 100s fall out my jeans
He just mad he can't do it like me
Bustdown drippin wet icy
I'm gettin money niggas hatin on me
Screaming free my f*ckin brother till he walk free, gang
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Writer: LUKE SOLOMON, JUSTIN HARRIS
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