Where my scissors cut you off
Where my knife cut em off
I know you pick up the phone
Try to find me if you're lost
I can't leave you on your own
I cannot give you my soul
She said she never felt like this before
Ain't that what love do
She heard I'm cold
This cash cover the floor, so she wanna f*ck
But she can't afford to
On my line
Talking nonsense, do you ever think about me
Just give me your mind
Give me your conscious
Til you're nauseous, you don't gotta think about it
Just give me a sign
I see dollar signs
All in your eyes
Bitch you should get right, you know you can't get left
I know I'm always right, please don't waste your breath
I don't have the time, you know I gotta step
Where my scissors cut you off
Where my knife cut em off
I know you pick up the phone
Try to find me if you're lost
I can't leave you on your own
I cannot give you my soul
She said she never felt like this before
Ain't that what love do
She heard I'm cold
This cash cover the floor, so she wanna f*ck
But she can't afford to
I stuff my pockets like I'm Polly
She walk into my crib like where the Molly
I gotta grind, gotta ollie
I gotta get high like I'm Ozzy
I heard he got a tape and he wanna be like me
Imma say the right thing like I'm Spike Lee
Buddha brand on my pants, born in the 90's
Bitch I gotta lead this shit just like I'm Tommy
My diamonds go off like paparazzi
And she gonna blow me, kamakazi
In the driveway, engine roaring, Kawasaki
I get it over counters, so I'm out of body
Where my scissors cut you, off
Where my knife cut em, off
(She know, she know)
(Humming)
She know what I mean
She know what I mean, yeah
(Humming)
She know, she know, she know
Record Boy - All for You Lyrics
Record Boy - All for You Lyrics
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Where my scissors cut you off
Where my knife cut em off
I know you pick up the phone
Try to find me if you're lost
I can't leave you on your own
I cannot give you my soul
She said she never felt like this before
Ain't that what love do
She heard I'm cold
This cash cover the floor, so she wanna f*ck
But she can't afford to
On my line
Talking nonsense, do you ever think about me
Just give me your mind
Give me your conscious
Til you're nauseous, you don't gotta think about it
Just give me a sign
I see dollar signs
All in your eyes
Bitch you should get right, you know you can't get left
I know I'm always right, please don't waste your breath
I don't have the time, you know I gotta step
Where my scissors cut you off
Where my knife cut em off
I know you pick up the phone
Try to find me if you're lost
I can't leave you on your own
I cannot give you my soul
She said she never felt like this before
Ain't that what love do
She heard I'm cold
This cash cover the floor, so she wanna f*ck
But she can't afford to
I stuff my pockets like I'm Polly
She walk into my crib like where the Molly
I gotta grind, gotta ollie
I gotta get high like I'm Ozzy
I heard he got a tape and he wanna be like me
Imma say the right thing like I'm Spike Lee
Buddha brand on my pants, born in the 90's
Bitch I gotta lead this shit just like I'm Tommy
My diamonds go off like paparazzi
And she gonna blow me, kamakazi
In the driveway, engine roaring, Kawasaki
I get it over counters, so I'm out of body
Where my scissors cut you, off
Where my knife cut em, off
(She know, she know)
(Humming)
She know what I mean
She know what I mean, yeah
(Humming)
She know, she know, she know
Where my knife cut em off
I know you pick up the phone
Try to find me if you're lost
I can't leave you on your own
I cannot give you my soul
She said she never felt like this before
Ain't that what love do
She heard I'm cold
This cash cover the floor, so she wanna f*ck
But she can't afford to
On my line
Talking nonsense, do you ever think about me
Just give me your mind
Give me your conscious
Til you're nauseous, you don't gotta think about it
Just give me a sign
I see dollar signs
All in your eyes
Bitch you should get right, you know you can't get left
I know I'm always right, please don't waste your breath
I don't have the time, you know I gotta step
Where my scissors cut you off
Where my knife cut em off
I know you pick up the phone
Try to find me if you're lost
I can't leave you on your own
I cannot give you my soul
She said she never felt like this before
Ain't that what love do
She heard I'm cold
This cash cover the floor, so she wanna f*ck
But she can't afford to
I stuff my pockets like I'm Polly
She walk into my crib like where the Molly
I gotta grind, gotta ollie
I gotta get high like I'm Ozzy
I heard he got a tape and he wanna be like me
Imma say the right thing like I'm Spike Lee
Buddha brand on my pants, born in the 90's
Bitch I gotta lead this shit just like I'm Tommy
My diamonds go off like paparazzi
And she gonna blow me, kamakazi
In the driveway, engine roaring, Kawasaki
I get it over counters, so I'm out of body
Where my scissors cut you, off
Where my knife cut em, off
(She know, she know)
(Humming)
She know what I mean
She know what I mean, yeah
(Humming)
She know, she know, she know
Writer: Collin Innes
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid