Yeah
Had some hard times and I put that on Brother
I stay up grinding and f*cking on models
She want the ocean all put in a bottle
Not proud of her but I put her in Prada
She told you G but her name is Gianna
Forgiato's and the wheels getting larger
Make a few hits so my money get longer
I am no pastor but she call me father
I keep with that bag got that eight dollar water
I hit from the back while her boyfriend is calling
I can't remember her name I shouldn't bother
Fifty my mag and that bitch automatic
I swear I don't sag on this beat I am tragic
She gimmie the pipe and she mine just like magic
Like alakazam got a plaque and a patek
Control-alt-delete on that when she need it
Call me Michael Jackson the way I can beat it
I mail her this D just so she can receive it
Call her a woodworker the way that she treat it
We go back and forth like the words in a stanza
My ego too big I cannot date a dancer
But I gotta ask you bitch what are my chances
Still out here waiting girl I need an answer
Yeah
I need an answer, yeah
I need an answer, yeah
I need an answer, yeah
I need an answer
I need an answer, yeah
I need an answer, yeah
I need an answer, yeah
I need an answer
Shawty givin' top and she mile high
Only come through when her friends are mine
Private my flight so I double time
Look at my watch its another time
Shawty a dancer
Yeah I'm a boss like my name Tony Danza
She wanted space so I bought her the planet
Dirty the Fanta
Where are my manners
Just stay right here and I'll go get the phantom
Wheels match the paint I can't drive less it's custom
Yellow interior swear it was mustard
Just pick a color ill give it to you
Do anything that you wanted me to
Did it for you
All for you
Give me an answer
Shoot me a text there's no need for the stanzas
Got you the wagon the color way panda
Least you could do is just give me an answer
Yeah
I need an answer, yeah
I need an answer, yeah
I need an answer, yeah
I need an answer
I need an answer, yeah
I need an answer, yeah
I need an answer, yeah
I need an answer
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Yeah
Had some hard times and I put that on Brother
I stay up grinding and f*cking on models
She want the ocean all put in a bottle
Not proud of her but I put her in Prada
She told you G but her name is Gianna
Forgiato's and the wheels getting larger
Make a few hits so my money get longer
I am no pastor but she call me father
I keep with that bag got that eight dollar water
I hit from the back while her boyfriend is calling
I can't remember her name I shouldn't bother
Fifty my mag and that bitch automatic
I swear I don't sag on this beat I am tragic
She gimmie the pipe and she mine just like magic
Like alakazam got a plaque and a patek
Control-alt-delete on that when she need it
Call me Michael Jackson the way I can beat it
I mail her this D just so she can receive it
Call her a woodworker the way that she treat it
We go back and forth like the words in a stanza
My ego too big I cannot date a dancer
But I gotta ask you bitch what are my chances
Still out here waiting girl I need an answer
Yeah
I need an answer, yeah
I need an answer, yeah
I need an answer, yeah
I need an answer
I need an answer, yeah
I need an answer, yeah
I need an answer, yeah
I need an answer
Shawty givin' top and she mile high
Only come through when her friends are mine
Private my flight so I double time
Look at my watch its another time
Shawty a dancer
Yeah I'm a boss like my name Tony Danza
She wanted space so I bought her the planet
Dirty the Fanta
Where are my manners
Just stay right here and I'll go get the phantom
Wheels match the paint I can't drive less it's custom
Yellow interior swear it was mustard
Just pick a color ill give it to you
Do anything that you wanted me to
Did it for you
All for you
Give me an answer
Shoot me a text there's no need for the stanzas
Got you the wagon the color way panda
Least you could do is just give me an answer
Yeah
I need an answer, yeah
I need an answer, yeah
I need an answer, yeah
I need an answer
I need an answer, yeah
I need an answer, yeah
I need an answer, yeah
I need an answer
Had some hard times and I put that on Brother
I stay up grinding and f*cking on models
She want the ocean all put in a bottle
Not proud of her but I put her in Prada
She told you G but her name is Gianna
Forgiato's and the wheels getting larger
Make a few hits so my money get longer
I am no pastor but she call me father
I keep with that bag got that eight dollar water
I hit from the back while her boyfriend is calling
I can't remember her name I shouldn't bother
Fifty my mag and that bitch automatic
I swear I don't sag on this beat I am tragic
She gimmie the pipe and she mine just like magic
Like alakazam got a plaque and a patek
Control-alt-delete on that when she need it
Call me Michael Jackson the way I can beat it
I mail her this D just so she can receive it
Call her a woodworker the way that she treat it
We go back and forth like the words in a stanza
My ego too big I cannot date a dancer
But I gotta ask you bitch what are my chances
Still out here waiting girl I need an answer
Yeah
I need an answer, yeah
I need an answer, yeah
I need an answer, yeah
I need an answer
I need an answer, yeah
I need an answer, yeah
I need an answer, yeah
I need an answer
Shawty givin' top and she mile high
Only come through when her friends are mine
Private my flight so I double time
Look at my watch its another time
Shawty a dancer
Yeah I'm a boss like my name Tony Danza
She wanted space so I bought her the planet
Dirty the Fanta
Where are my manners
Just stay right here and I'll go get the phantom
Wheels match the paint I can't drive less it's custom
Yellow interior swear it was mustard
Just pick a color ill give it to you
Do anything that you wanted me to
Did it for you
All for you
Give me an answer
Shoot me a text there's no need for the stanzas
Got you the wagon the color way panda
Least you could do is just give me an answer
Yeah
I need an answer, yeah
I need an answer, yeah
I need an answer, yeah
I need an answer
I need an answer, yeah
I need an answer, yeah
I need an answer, yeah
I need an answer
Writer: Elijah Perdue
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid