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Footwork (feat. Heart Eye) Video (MV)




Performed By: HÆC
Featuring: NG
Language: English
Length: 1:55
Written by: Jax Brooks, Nuvjeet Gill




HÆC - Footwork (feat. Heart Eye) Lyrics
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[ Featuring NG ]

I guess I'm cold you blow my phone I'm in zone I don't need stress
Watch your tone my wrist so cold I left the store with VVS
Diamonds stupid yeah they flew in from a hole in Budapest
I aint sober two hoes over now my room a f*ckin mess
I'm tryna catch my flow
You need to pay what's owed
I was with your bitch
That aint even my hoe
Now we rollin up
Drink so much I swear to god I f*ck my colon up
And bro just copped that robitussin you know he gon pour it up
I had to go and re-up that bitch from the plug
New bitches on me but they aint showing love
I just went to the stu I aint showing up
I just I just
I just want some liquor when I'm in the club
She wanna get me too drunk
42 cost like two sum
She wanna link to do sum
She f*ckin me like she tryna prove some
Hundreds in my pocket gon blue some
If you got then shoot sum
Talking all hot you wont do nun
I been in AZ in Tucson
Hold up
Hearteye live the finest
Eyes brightest
Wanna come inside on your eye lids
I know you like it
I may go and let her ride it
But she got mileage
Riding autopilot
I guess I'm cold you blow my phone I'm in zone I don't need stress
Watch your tone my wrist so cold I left the store with VVS
Diamonds stupid yeah they flew in from a hole in Budapest
I aint sober two hoes over now my room a f*ckin mess
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I guess I'm cold you blow my phone I'm in zone I don't need stress
Watch your tone my wrist so cold I left the store with VVS
Diamonds stupid yeah they flew in from a hole in Budapest
I aint sober two hoes over now my room a f*ckin mess
I'm tryna catch my flow
You need to pay what's owed
I was with your bitch
That aint even my hoe
Now we rollin up
Drink so much I swear to god I f*ck my colon up
And bro just copped that robitussin you know he gon pour it up
I had to go and re-up that bitch from the plug
New bitches on me but they aint showing love
I just went to the stu I aint showing up
I just I just
I just want some liquor when I'm in the club
She wanna get me too drunk
42 cost like two sum
She wanna link to do sum
She f*ckin me like she tryna prove some
Hundreds in my pocket gon blue some
If you got then shoot sum
Talking all hot you wont do nun
I been in AZ in Tucson
Hold up
Hearteye live the finest
Eyes brightest
Wanna come inside on your eye lids
I know you like it
I may go and let her ride it
But she got mileage
Riding autopilot
I guess I'm cold you blow my phone I'm in zone I don't need stress
Watch your tone my wrist so cold I left the store with VVS
Diamonds stupid yeah they flew in from a hole in Budapest
I aint sober two hoes over now my room a f*ckin mess
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Writer: Jax Brooks, Nuvjeet Gill
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