(Seth, get off the field)
Growin' up, niggas used to roast me 'cause I had a lazy eye
Nowadays, I f*ck they bitch every chance I get
I got VINs, I'm flippin' whips and my closet look like Phipps
I got plugs, I'm havin' bags, I served my last play with a mask on
You ain't tryna purchase no ZaZa, you should get your ass on
F*cked lil' bae so good, I swear I almost f*cked up her backbone
Had to unlock her plastic, I hit Cap' One on my TracFone
She asked me did I work out? 'Cause she sayin' that I last long
All this gold on my neck, I was a pharaoh in my past life
First, I was broke as hell, and then I got my bag right
Looked her in her eyes and told her, "Bae, that you the one," yeah
I'm feelin' just like Thugger 'cause we havin' so much fun, yeah
I'm burnin' so much ZaZa, I'ma need an extra lung, yeah
Come and be my private dancer, my answer, yeah
If he try you, he get cancelled, shit gettin' handled
I'm at Fendi, catchin' plays in some sandals, yeah
Cook his ass alive just like Gretel and Hansel
I ain't tryna bring you down, I just wanna enhance you
All this drip on me, these bitches think I'm from Atlantis
My chick smart as hell just like she graduated from Stanford
I just wanna see you shake it, be my private dancer
I got cows in Sheridan, Texas, I'm a cattle rancher
Eight arms in my car right now, I feel just like tarantula
Runnin' laps around these niggas, I'm feelin' like a hamster
Some my vibes be Geminis and some my vibes be Cancers
I be shootin' dice with the gang, I'm a gambler
Growin' up, niggas used to roast me 'cause I had a lazy eye
Nowadays, I f*ck they bitch every chance I get
I got VINs, I'm flippin' whips and my closet look like Phipps
I got plugs, I'm havin' bags, I served my last play with a mask on
You ain't tryna purchase no ZaZa, you should get your ass on
F*cked lil' bae so good, I swear I almost f*cked up her backbone
Had to unlock her plastic, I hit Cap' One on my TracFone
She asked me did I work out? 'Cause she sayin' that I last long
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(Seth, get off the field)
Growin' up, niggas used to roast me 'cause I had a lazy eye
Nowadays, I f*ck they bitch every chance I get
I got VINs, I'm flippin' whips and my closet look like Phipps
I got plugs, I'm havin' bags, I served my last play with a mask on
You ain't tryna purchase no ZaZa, you should get your ass on
F*cked lil' bae so good, I swear I almost f*cked up her backbone
Had to unlock her plastic, I hit Cap' One on my TracFone
She asked me did I work out? 'Cause she sayin' that I last long
All this gold on my neck, I was a pharaoh in my past life
First, I was broke as hell, and then I got my bag right
Looked her in her eyes and told her, "Bae, that you the one," yeah
I'm feelin' just like Thugger 'cause we havin' so much fun, yeah
I'm burnin' so much ZaZa, I'ma need an extra lung, yeah
Come and be my private dancer, my answer, yeah
If he try you, he get cancelled, shit gettin' handled
I'm at Fendi, catchin' plays in some sandals, yeah
Cook his ass alive just like Gretel and Hansel
I ain't tryna bring you down, I just wanna enhance you
All this drip on me, these bitches think I'm from Atlantis
My chick smart as hell just like she graduated from Stanford
I just wanna see you shake it, be my private dancer
I got cows in Sheridan, Texas, I'm a cattle rancher
Eight arms in my car right now, I feel just like tarantula
Runnin' laps around these niggas, I'm feelin' like a hamster
Some my vibes be Geminis and some my vibes be Cancers
I be shootin' dice with the gang, I'm a gambler
Growin' up, niggas used to roast me 'cause I had a lazy eye
Nowadays, I f*ck they bitch every chance I get
I got VINs, I'm flippin' whips and my closet look like Phipps
I got plugs, I'm havin' bags, I served my last play with a mask on
You ain't tryna purchase no ZaZa, you should get your ass on
F*cked lil' bae so good, I swear I almost f*cked up her backbone
Had to unlock her plastic, I hit Cap' One on my TracFone
She asked me did I work out? 'Cause she sayin' that I last long
Growin' up, niggas used to roast me 'cause I had a lazy eye
Nowadays, I f*ck they bitch every chance I get
I got VINs, I'm flippin' whips and my closet look like Phipps
I got plugs, I'm havin' bags, I served my last play with a mask on
You ain't tryna purchase no ZaZa, you should get your ass on
F*cked lil' bae so good, I swear I almost f*cked up her backbone
Had to unlock her plastic, I hit Cap' One on my TracFone
She asked me did I work out? 'Cause she sayin' that I last long
All this gold on my neck, I was a pharaoh in my past life
First, I was broke as hell, and then I got my bag right
Looked her in her eyes and told her, "Bae, that you the one," yeah
I'm feelin' just like Thugger 'cause we havin' so much fun, yeah
I'm burnin' so much ZaZa, I'ma need an extra lung, yeah
Come and be my private dancer, my answer, yeah
If he try you, he get cancelled, shit gettin' handled
I'm at Fendi, catchin' plays in some sandals, yeah
Cook his ass alive just like Gretel and Hansel
I ain't tryna bring you down, I just wanna enhance you
All this drip on me, these bitches think I'm from Atlantis
My chick smart as hell just like she graduated from Stanford
I just wanna see you shake it, be my private dancer
I got cows in Sheridan, Texas, I'm a cattle rancher
Eight arms in my car right now, I feel just like tarantula
Runnin' laps around these niggas, I'm feelin' like a hamster
Some my vibes be Geminis and some my vibes be Cancers
I be shootin' dice with the gang, I'm a gambler
Growin' up, niggas used to roast me 'cause I had a lazy eye
Nowadays, I f*ck they bitch every chance I get
I got VINs, I'm flippin' whips and my closet look like Phipps
I got plugs, I'm havin' bags, I served my last play with a mask on
You ain't tryna purchase no ZaZa, you should get your ass on
F*cked lil' bae so good, I swear I almost f*cked up her backbone
Had to unlock her plastic, I hit Cap' One on my TracFone
She asked me did I work out? 'Cause she sayin' that I last long
Writer: Tysen Jay Boulding
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